TWO TRAVELING ANGELS

Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family. The
family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion's guest room. Instead
the angels were given a small space in the cold basement. As they made their bed on
the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it. When the
younger angel asked why, the older angel replied, "Things aren't always what they
seem."
The next night the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable
farmer and his wife. After sharing what little food they had the couple let the angels
sleep in their bed where they could have a good night's rest. When the sun came up the
next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears. Their only cow, whose
milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field. The younger angel was
infuriated and asked the older angel how could you have let this happen? The first man
had everything, yet you helped him, she accused. The second family had little but was
willing to share everything, and you let the cow die.
"Things aren't always what they seem," the older angel replied. "When we stayed in
the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall.
Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I
sealed the wall so he wouldn't find it."
"Then last night as we slept in the farmer’s bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I
gave him the cow instead.
Things aren't always what they seem." Sometimes that is exactly what happens when
things don't turn out the way they should. If you have faith, you just need to trust that
every out come is always to your advantage. You just might not know it until some
time later...
Some people come into our lives and quickly go...
Some people (become friends) and stay a while... leaving beautiful footprints on
our hearts...

Yesterday is history.
Tomorrow a mystery.
Today is a gift.
That's why it's called the present!
I think this is special...live and savor every moment...
This is not a dress rehearsal!

SAND & STONE

A story tells that two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of
the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face.
The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand
"TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE."

They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The
one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend
saved him. After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone "TODAY
MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE."

The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, "After I hurt you, you
wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?" The other friend replied
"When someone hurts us we should write it down in sand where winds of Forgiveness

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can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it
in stone where no wind can ever erase it."

LEARN TO WRITE YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND AND TO CARVE YOUR BENEFITS
IN STONE.

A Special Person - They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to
appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them. Take the
time to live!!!

FEELINGS AND LOVE.....

Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived Happiness, Sadness,
Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love.
One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all prepared
their boats and left. Love wanted to persevere until the last possible moment. When the
island was almost sinking,
Love decided to ask for help. Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said,
"Richness, can you take me with you? “Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of
gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."
Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel, "Vanity,
please help me!" "I can't help you Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat."
Vanity answered.
Sadness was close by so Love asked for help, "Sadness let me go with you." "Oh....Love,
I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"
Happiness passed by Love too, but he was so happy that she did not even hear when
Love called her!
Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come Love, I will take you." It was an elder.
Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that he even forgot to ask the elder his name. When
they arrived at dry land, the elder went his own way. Love realizing how much he
owed the elder and asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who helped me?" "It was Time,"
Knowledge answered. "Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?" Knowledge
smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because, only Time is capable of
understanding how great Love is."

MAKE YOUR CHOICE

A woman came out of her house and saw 3 old men with long white beards sitting in
her front yard. She did not recognize them. She said "I don't think I know you, but you
must be hungry. Please come in and have something to eat." "Is the man of the house
home?” they asked. "No", she said. "He's out." "Then we cannot come in", they replied.
In the evening when her husband came home, she told him what had happened.
"Go tell them I am home and invite them in!" The woman went out and invited the men
in.
"We do not go into a House together," they replied.
"Why is that?" she wanted to know. One of the old men explained
"His name is Wealth," he said pointing to one of his friends, and said pointing to
another one,
"He is Success, and I am Love."
Then he added, "Now go in and discuss with your husband which one of us you want in
your home."

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The woman went in and told her husband what was said. Her husband was overjoyed.
"How nice!!” he said. "Since that is the case, let us invite Wealth. Let him come and fill
our home with wealth!"
His wife disagreed. "My dear, why don't we invite Success?"
Their daughter-in-law was listening from the other corner of the house. She jumped in
with her own suggestion
"Would it not be better to invite Love? Our home will then be filled with love!"
"Let us heed our daughter-in-law's advice," the husband said to his wife.
"Go out and invite Love to be our guest."
The woman went out and asked the 3 old men, "Which one of you is Love? Please come
in and be our guest."
Love got up and started walking toward the house. The other 2 also got up and
followed him. Surprised, the lady asked Wealth and Success
"I only invited Love, Why are you coming in?"
The old men replied together "If you had invited Wealth or Success, the other two of us
would've stayed out, but since you invited Love, wherever He goes, we go with him.
Wherever there is Love, there is also Wealth and Success!!!!!!" OUR WISH FOR YOU...
Where there is pain, we wish you peace and mercy. Where there is self-doubting, we
wish you a renewed confidence in Your Ability to work through them. Where there is
tiredness, or exhaustion, we wish you understanding, patience, and renewed strength.
Where there is fear, we wish you love, and courage.

"WE ARE WHAT WE BELIEVE WE ARE"

A well known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $ 500 Note. In the room
of 200, he asked, "who would like this $ 500?' 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 the 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 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 $ 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 Loose your
value.
"Never let yesterday's disappointments overshadow tomorrow's dreams". "We are
what we believe we are".

WHEN GOD MADE MOTHERS

By the time God made mothers, he was into his sixth day of working overtime.
An Angel appeared and said "Why are you spending so much time on this one?"

In addition, God answered and said, “Have you seen the spec sheet on her?

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She has to be completely washable, but not plastic, have 200 movable parts, all
replaceable, run on black coffee and leftovers, have a lap that can hold three children
at one time and that disappear when she stands up, have a kiss that can cure anything
from a scraped knee to a broken heart, and have six pairs of hands." The Angel was
astounded at the requirements for this one. "Six pairs of hands! No Way!" said the
Angel.
God replied, "Oh, it's not the hands that are the problem, it’s the three pairs of eyes that
mothers must have!" And that's just on the standard model?" the Angel asked.
God nodded in agreement, "Yep, one pair of eyes are to see through the closed door as
she asks her children what they are doing, even though she already knows. Another
pair in the back of her head is to see what she needs to know even though no one thinks
she can. And the third pair is here in the front of her head. They are for looking at an
errant child and saying that she understands and loves him or her without even saying
a single word."

The Angel tried to stop God. "This is too much work for one day. Wait until tomorrow
to finish...”

"But I can't," God protested. "I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to
my own heart. She already heals herself when she is sick and can feed a family of six
on a pound of hamburger and can get a nine year old to stand in the shower!" The
Angel moved closer and touched the woman. "But you have made her so soft, Lord."
"She is soft", the Lord agreed, "but I have also made her tough. You have no idea what
she can endure or accomplish." "Will she be able to think?” asked the Angel.

The Lord replied, "Not only will she be able to think, she will be able to reason, and
negotiate." The Angel then noticed something, reached out, and touched the woman's
cheek. "Oops, it looks like you have a leak with this model. I told you that you were
trying to put too much into this one."

"That's not a leak", God said, "That's a tear!" "What's the tear for?" the Angel asked.
God said, "The tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her disappointment,
her pain, her loneliness, her grief, and her pride." The Angel was impressed. "You are a
genius, Lord. You thought of everything. WOMEN are truly amazing!"

CRACKED POT

A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on the end of a pole which he
carried across his neck. One of the pots was perfectly made and never leaked. The
other pot had a crack in it and by the time the water bearer reached his master's house
it had leaked much of its water and was only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half
pots full of water to his master's house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its
accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and
miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer
one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you."
"Why?" asked the bearer. "What are you ashamed of?" "I have been able, for these past
two years, to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to
leak out all the way back to your master's house. Because of my flaws, you have to do
all of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said.

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The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, "As
we return to the master's house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the
path."
Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the
beautiful wild flowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it some. But at the end of
the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again the pot
apologized to the bearer for its failure.
The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of
your path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about
your flaw, and I took advantage of it. I planted flower seeds on your side of the path,
and every day while we walk back from the stream, you've watered them. For two
years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my master's table.
Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his
house."
Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. But if we will allow it,
God will use our flaws to grace his table. In God's great economy, nothing goes to
waste. Don't be afraid of your flaws. Acknowledge them, and you too can be the cause
of beauty. Know that in our weakness we find our strength.

SPECIAL OLYMPICS

A few years ago, at the Seattle Special Olympics, nine contestants, all physically or
mentally disabled, assembled at the starting line for the 100-yard dash.

At the gun, they all started out, not exactly in a dash, but a relish to run the race to the
finish and win. All, that is, except one little boy who stumbled on the asphalt, tumbled
over a couple of times, and began to cry.

The other eight heard the boy cry. They slowed down and looked back. Then they all
turned around and went back ... every one of them.

One girl with Down syndrome bent down and kissed him and said, "This will make it
better." Then all nine linked arms and walked together to the finish line. Everyone in
the stadium stood, and the cheering went on for several minutes.

And they call some of these people "retarded"......

People who were there are still telling the story. Why? Because deep down we know
this one thing what matters in this life is more than winning for ourselves. What
matters in this life is helping others win, even if it means slowing down and changing
our course.

"A candle loses nothing by lighting another candle"

TREASURE WHAT YOU HAVE

Sometimes we spend time asking who is responsible or who to blame, whether in a

relationship, in a job or with the people we know. We miss out some warmth in human
relationship to give each other support. Treasure what you have. Just a little story that
can change the way we generally look at...

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A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage. They were a loving couple
and the boy was the apple of their eyes. When the boy was around two years old, one
morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open. He was late for work so he asked the
wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. The mother, preoccupied in the
kitchen totally forgot the matter. The boy playfully went to the medicine bottle and,
fascinated with its color, drank it all. It happened to be a poisonous medicine meant
for adults in small dosages. When the child showed signs of poisoning the mother took
him to the hospital, where he died. The mother was stunned. She was terrified how to
face her husband. When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead
child, he looked at his wife and uttered just four words.

QUESTIONS

1. What were the four words?

2. What is the implication of this story?

Check with the answers only after you have tried to come up with your own. Please
scroll down.

ANSWER

The husband just said “I Love You Darling “. The husband's totally unexpected reaction
is proactive behavior. He is indeed a genius in human relationships. The child is dead.
He can never be brought back to life. There is no point in finding fault with the mother.

She had also lost her only child. What she needed at that moment was consolation and
sympathy from the husband. That is what he gave her. If ever everyone can look at life
with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer problems in the world.

To be happy with a man you must understand him a lot and love him a little. To be
happy with a woman you must understand her a lot and love her with all your heart.

"A journey of a thousand miles, begins but with a single step.”Take off all your envies,
jealousies, unforgiveness, selfishness, and fears AND you will find things are actually
not as difficult as you think."

There are many beautiful, charming and wonderful men and women here on earth;
it's just a matter of who you get to meet along the way and who you choose to end up
with for the rest of your life.

"Love has its own time, season and reason. You can't ask for it to stay. You can only
embrace it when it comes and be glad that for a moment in your life, it was yours”

CHANGE YOUR STRATEGY

One day, there was a blind man sitting on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet
and a sign that read "I am blind, please help".

A creative publicist was walking by him and stopped to observe he only had a few
coins in his hat, he dropped a few more coins in his hat and without asking for his
permission took the sign, turned it around, and wrote another announcement.

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He placed the sign by his feet and left. That afternoon the creative publicist returned by
the blind man and noticed that his hat was full of bills and coins. The blind man
recognized his footsteps and asked if it was him who had re-written his sign and he
wanted to know what did he write on it?

The publicist responded "Nothing that was not true, I just rewrote your sign
differently". He smiled and went on his way.

The blind man never knew but his new sign read “TODAY IS SPRING AND I CANNOT
SEE IT".

Change your strategy when something does not go your way and you'll see it will
probably be for the best. Have faith that every change is best for our lives.

"STRESS MANAGEMENT".

A lecturer was giving a lecture to his student on”stress management". He raised a

glass of water and asked the audience, "How heavy do you think this glass of water
is?"
The students' answers ranged from 20g to 500gm.
It does not matter on the absolute weight. It depends on how long you hold it.
If I hold it for a minute, it is OK.
If I hold it for an hour, I will have an ache in my right arm.
If I hold it for a day, you will have to call an ambulance.
It is the exact same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes."

"If we carry our burdens all the time, sooner or later, we will not be able to carry on,
the burden becoming increasingly heavier."
"What you have to do is to put the glass down, rest for a while before holding it up
again."
We have to put down the burden periodically, so that we can be refreshed and are able
to carry on.
So before you return home from work tonight, put down the burden of work.
Don't carry it back home. You can pick it up tomorrow. Whatever burdens you are
having now on your shoulders, let it down for a moment if you can.
Pick it up again later when you have rested... Rest and relax.

Life is short, enjoy it!!

PRAISE THE LORD

There was a little old lady who would come out on the steps of her front porch every
morning, raise her arms to the sky and shout, "Praise the Lord."

One day, an atheist moved into the house next door. Over time he became irritated
with the little old lady, so every morning he would step out onto his front porch and
yell after her, "There is no Lord."

Time passes, with the two of them carrying on this way every day.

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One morning, in the middle of winter, the little old lady stepped onto her front porch
and shouted, "Praise the Lord! Lord, I have no food and I am starving. Please provide
for me, oh Lord."

The next morning she stepped onto her porch and there were two huge bags of
groceries sitting there.

"Praise the Lord," she cried out. "He has provided groceries for me."

The atheist jumped out of the hedges and shouted, "There is no Lord; I bought those
groceries."

The little old lady threw her arms into the air and shouted, Praise the Lord; He has
provided me with groceries, and he made the devil pay for them."

POWER OF FAITH

The fields were parched and brown from lack of rain, and the crops lay wilting from
thirst. People were anxious and irritable as they searched the sky for any sign of relief.
Days turned into arid weeks. No rain came. The ministers of the local churches called
for an hour of prayer in the town square the following Saturday. They requested that
everyone bring an object of faith for inspiration.
At high noon on the appointed Saturday the townspeople turned out en-masse
filling the square with anxious faces and hopeful hearts. The ministers were touched to
see the variety of objects clutched in prayerful hands -holy books, crosses, rosaries.
When the hour ended, as if on magical command, a soft rain began to fall.
Cheers swept the crowd as they held their treasured objects high in gratitude and
praise. From the middle of the crowd one faith symbol seemed to overshadow all the
others a small nine-year-old child had brought an umbrella.
When you do something in life, have complete faith that you will definitely succeed.
Never do anything half-mindedly. Faith is a great foundation to build your life.

VALUE OF GOODNESS...

A young man was getting ready to graduate from college. For many months he had
admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could
well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.
As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had
purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation, his father called him into
his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and
told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautiful wrapped gift box.
Curious, but somewhat disappointed, the young man opened the box and found a
lovely, leather-bound Bible, with the young man's name embossed in gold. Angrily, he
raised his voice to his father and said, "With all your money you give me a Bible?" He
then stormed out of the house, leaving the Bible.
Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a
beautiful home and a wonderful family, but realizing his father was very old, he
thought perhaps he should go to see him. He had not seen him since that graduation
day. Before he could make the arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his
father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come
home immediately and take care of things.

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When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart. He
began to search through his father's important papers and saw the still new Bible, just
as he had left it years ago. With tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages.
As he was reading, a car key dropped from the back of the Bible. It had a tag with the
dealer's name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was
the date of his graduation, and the words….."PAID IN FULL".

How many times do we miss blessings because they are not packaged as we expected?
Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; but remember that what
you now have was once among the things you only hoped for.
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Sometimes we don't realize the good fortune we have or we could have because we
expect "the packaging" to be different.
What may appear as bad fortune may in fact be the door that is just waiting to be
opened.

ALWAYS STAY… POSITIVE!

Once upon a time there was a bunch of baby frogs....… participating in a

competition.The target was to get to the top of a high tower.

A crowd of people had gathered to observe the race and encourage the participants.....

The start shot rang out.......

Quite honestly, None of the onlookers believed that the baby frogs could actually
accomplish getting to the top of the tower.
Words like "Åh, it’s too difficult!!! They’ll never reach the top."
Or "Not a chance... the tower is too high!"

One by one some of the baby frogs fell off…... Except those who fastly climbed higher
and higher.. The crowd kept on yelling "It’s too difficult. Nobody is going to make it!"
More baby frogs became tired and gave up... ...But one kept going higher and
higher..... He was not about giving up!

At the end everybody had given up, except the one determined to reach the top! All the
other participants naturally wanted to know how he had managed to do what none of
thm others had been able to do!

One competitor asked thm winner, what was his secret?

The truth was....... The winner was deaf!!!!

The lesson to be learned - Don’t ever listen to people who are negative and
pessimistic... … they will deprive you of your loveliest dreams and wishes you carry in
your heart! Always be aware of the power of words, as everyting you hear and read
will interfere with your actions!

Therefore - Always stay… POSITIVE!

And most of all Turn a deaf ear when people tell you, that you cannot achieve your
dreams!

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Always believe - You can make it!

GLASS OF MILK!

I always imagine kindness returned like this a glass of milk

One day, a poor boy who was selling goods from door to door to pay his way through
school, found he had only one thin dime left, and he was hungry.
He decided he would ask for a meal at the next house. However, he lost his nerve when
a lovely young woman opened the door. Instead of a meal he asked for a drink of
water.
She thought he looked hungry so brought him a large glass of milk. He drank it slowly,
and then asked, "How much do I owe you?"
"You don't owe me anything," she replied. "Mother has taught us never to accept pay
for a kindness."
He said....."Then I thank you from my heart."
Year's later that young woman became critically ill. The local doctors were baffled.
They finally sent her to the big city, where they called in specialists to study her rare
disease.
Dr. Howard Kelly was called in for the consultation. When he heard the name of the
town she came from, a strange light filled his eyes.
Immediately he rose and went down the hall of the hospital to her room. Dressed in his
doctor's gown he went in to see her. He recognized her at once.
He went back to the consultation room determined to do his best to save her life. From
that day he gave special attention to the case.
After a long struggle, the battle was won.
Dr. Kelly requested the business office to pass the final bill to him for approval. He
looked at it, and then wrote something on the edge and the bill was sent to her room.
She feared to open it, for she was sure it would take the rest of her life to pay for it all.
Finally she looked, and something caught her attention on the side of the bill. She read
these words.....
"Paid in full with one glass of milk"
Signed, Dr. Howard Kelly.
Tears of joy flooded her eyes as her happy heart prayed "Thank You, God that your
love has spread abroad through human hearts and hands."

"To fix a broken life, use the tools of the heart."

MONKEY & THE HATSELLER.

There was once a hat-seller who passed by a forest decided to take a nap under one of
the trees, so he left his whole basket of hats by the side. A few hours later, he woke up
by some sounds. The next thing he realised was that all his hats were gone. He heard
some monkeys on the tree and so he looked up. To his surprise, the tree was full of
monkeys and they had taken all his hats. An idea came to him, he took his hat and
throws it on the floor and the monkeys do that too. So he finally managed to get all his
hats back.

FACT OF THE LIFE - BEST SCHOOLING IS IN THE FEETS OF SENIORS

If you think you have read this before...! ...................... Read on!!!

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 Fifty years later, his grandson, Jack, also became a hat -seller and had heard this
monkey story from his grandfather. One day, just like his grandfather, he passed by
the same forest, it was very hot, and he took a nap under the same tree and left the
hats on the floor. He woke up and realised that all his hats were one. He looked up and
realised that the monkeys had taken all the hats. He remembered his grand father's
words, started scratching his head and the monkeys follow. He took down his hat and
fanned himself and again the monkeys followed.
Now, very convinced of his grandfather's idea, JACK threw his hat on the floor but to
his surprise, the monkeys still held on to all the hats.
Then one monkey climbed down the tree, grabbed the hat on the floor, gave him a slap
and said “You think only you have a grandfather?
Morale: Never underestimate or take anyone for granted & never think that the
opposite person is feeble or weak.

NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE

This is a real story that happened between the customer of General Motors and its
Customer-Care Executive.

A complaint was received by the Pontiac Division of General Motors "This is the second
time I have written to you, and I don't blame you for not answering me,
because I sounded crazy, but it is a fact that we have a tradition in our family of Ice-
Cream for dessert after dinner each night.

But the kind of ice cream varies so, every night, after we’ve eaten the whole family
votes on which kind of ice cream we should have and I drive down to the store to get it.
It's also a fact that I recently purchased a new Pontiac and since then my trips to the
store have created a problem.

You see, every time I buy a vanilla ice-cream, when I start back from the store my car
won't start. If I get any other kind of ice cream, the car starts just fine. I want you to
know I'm serious about this! ; question, no matter how silly it sounds "What is there
about a Pontiac that makes it not start when I get vanilla ice cream, and easy to start
whenever I get any other kind?"

The Pontiac President was understandably skeptical about the letter, but sent an
Engineer to check it out anyway. The latter was surprised to be greeted by a
successful, obviously well educated man in a fine neighborhood. He had arranged to
meet the man just after dinnertime, so the two hopped into the car and drove to the ice
cream store. It was vanilla ice cream that night and, sure enough, after they came
back to the car, it wouldn't start.

The Engineer returned for three more nights. The first night, they got chocolate. The
car started. The second night, he got strawberry. The car started. The third night he
ordered vanilla. The car failed to start.

Now the Engineer, being a logical man, refused to believe that this man's car was
allergic to vanilla ice cream. He arranged, therefore, to continue his visits for as long
as it took to solve the problem.

And toward this end he began to take notes he jotted down all sorts of data time of day,
type of gas uses, time to drive back and forth etc. In a short time, he had a clue the man

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took less time to buy vanilla than any other flavor. Why? The answer was in the layout
of the store. Vanilla, being the most popular flavor, was in a separate case at the front
of the store for quick pickup.

All the other flavors were kept in the back of the store at a different counter where it
took considerably longer to check out the flavor. Now, the question for the Engineer
was why the car wouldn't start when it took less time. Once time became problem -
not the vanilla ice cream Eureka!!!!

The engineer quickly came up with the answer”vapour lock". It was happening every
night; but the extra time taken to get the other flavors allowed the engine to cool down
sufficiently to start. When the man got vanilla, the engine was still too hot for
the vapour lock to dissipate.

Remember, Even crazy looking problems are sometimes real and all problems seem to
be simple only when we find the solution with a cool thinking.
Don't just say its "IMPOSSIBLE" without putting a sincere effort...
Observe the word "IMPOSSIBLE" carefully... Looking closer you will see, "I'M
POSSIBLE"... What really matters is your attitude and your perception.

NEVER GIVE-UP

One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours
as the farmer tried to figure out what to do.
Finally he decided the animal was old and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it
just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey.

He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and
began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realised what was happening
and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement, he quieted down. A few shovel
loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well and was astonished at what he
saw. With every shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something
amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up. As the farmer's neighbours
continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up.
Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well
and trotted off!

THE MORAL
Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is
to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a stepping-stone. We can get
out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a
step up!
Remember the five simple rules to be happy:

Free your heart from hatred. Free your mind from worries. Live simply. Give more.
Expect less...

HAIR AND THE TORTOISE

Everyone knows the story of Hare & Tortoise, isn’t it? But here is a Lesson for Survival
Here is the story of Hare and the Tortoise revisited In Today's Context

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A hare and a tortoise live in Ahmedabad. They are good friends and like all good
friends, sometimes have a dig at each other. One day, in a light mood the
hare ridiculed the tortoise for his slow pace. The tortoise reacted by challenging the
hare for a race between Paldi to Navarangpura....and you all know what happens in
this story.....

Lesson Learnt "Slow and steady wins the race." However, the story does not end
here.....

The hare goes home and soon understands that complacency and overconfidence were
the reasons of his defeat. He vows not to repeat the mistake again.
He then invites the tortoise for another race. The tortoise agrees to his friend's request.
They meet at the appointed day and time at the starting point. The race starts. This
time the hare dashes off to the finishing line without taking a break and wins the race
comfortably.

Lesson Learnt "Fast and Quick Learner wins the race" & still the story does not end
here.....

The tortoise goes home and thinks hard. He was aware that the hare couldn't be
defeated in speed. He then ponders over his core competence. At last he finds a solution
and invites the hare to another race.
This time the course is changed. It is from Paldi to Airport. The hare agrees. At the
appointed day and time the two meet at the start line and the race begins. The hare
dashes off like a flash. Soon he arrives at the banks of river Sabarmati and
is overwhelmed by a sense of dejection as he did not know how to swim.
The tortoise comes to the bank, looks at the hare with sympathy and coolly gets into
the water. He swims to the other side goes to the airport and comes back.

Lesson Learnt "Core competence wins the race." Yet again the story extends to its
finale.....

Both the friends decide it was enough of racing against each other. Why not think
hard and find a way by which they together could travel from Paldi to airport at the
minimum possible time. At the end of a brain storming session they come out with a
solution and decide to try it out the next morning.
At the appointed time they meet at the starting line. The tortoise sits on the back of the
hare. The hare dashes off form Paldi to the banks of Sabarmati. There the hare gets on
the back of the tortoise and the tortoise swiftly crosses the river. On reaching the other
side the tortoise again sits on the back of the hare. The hare runs as fast as he can to
the airport. Thus they both reach airport in the fastest possible time.

Lesson Learnt "Innovation, Smart Thinking and team work wins the race"

POWER OF PRAYER

Diane, a young university student, was home for the summer. She had gone to visit
some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various
experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to
walk home alone.

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She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.
As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from
harm and danger.
When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it.
However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he
were waiting for her.

She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a
comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped around her, she felt as though
someone was walking with her.
When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived
home safely. The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been
raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling
overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to
weep.
Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to
the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story.
The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could
identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the
alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately
broke down and confessed.
The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could
do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to
why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because
she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her.”
Moral of the story.... Don't underestimate the power of Prayer!

PERSPECTIVE DOES MATTER

One day a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the
firm purpose of showing his son how poor people live.

They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very
poor family. On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, How was the
trip?"
"It was great, Dad."
"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.
"Oh yeah," said the son.
"So, tell me, what you learned from the trip?" asked the father.
The son answered, "I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that
reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have
imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to
the front yard and they have the whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live
on and they have fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, but
they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our
property to protect us; they have friends to protect them."
The boy's father was speechless.
Then his son added, "Thanks, Dad, for showing me how poor we are."
Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? Makes you wonder what would happen if we all
gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have.
Appreciate every single thing you have, every single day one day at a time.

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UNCONDITIONAL LOVE

A story is told about a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in
Vietnam. He called his parents from San Francisco.

"Mom and Dad, I'm coming home, but I've a favor to ask. I have a friend I'd like to
bring home with Me."

"Sure," they replied, "we'd love to meet him."

"There's something you should know the son continued, "he was hurt pretty badly in
the fighting. He stepped on a land mind and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere
else to go, and I want him to come live with us."

"I'm sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live."

"No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us."

"Son," said the father, "You don't know what you're asking. Someone with such a
handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can't
let something like this interfere with our lives. I think you should just come home and
forget about this guy. He'll find a way to live on his own."

At that point, the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing more from him. A
few days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco police. Their son
had died after falling from a building, they were told.
The police believed it was suicide. The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and
were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him,
but to their horror they also discovered something they didn't know, their son had only
one arm and one leg.

The parents in this story are like many of us. We find it easy to love those who are
good-looking or fun to have around, but we don't like people who inconvenience us or
make us feel uncomfortable. We would rather stay away from people who aren't as
healthy, beautiful, or smart as we are.
Thankfully, there's someone who won't treat us that way. Someone who loves us with
an unconditional love that welcomes us into the forever family, regardless of how
messed up we are.

Tonight, before you tuck yourself in for the night, say a little prayer that God will give
you the strength you need to accept people as they are, and to help us all be more
understanding of those who are different from us!!!

There's a miracle called Friendship that dwells in the heart you don't know how it
happens or when it gets started but you know the special lift it always brings and you
realize that Friendship Is God's most precious gift!

Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to
succeed they lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open
their hearts to us.

ATTITUDE IS A CHOICE

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The 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud lady, was fully dressed each morning
by eight o'clock. Her hair fashionably coiffed and makeup perfectly applied, even
though she is legally blind, she was moving to a nursing home today.

Her husband of 70 years had recently passed away, making the move necessary.

After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, she smiled
sweetly when told her room was ready.

As she maneuvered her walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of her
tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on her window.

"I love it," she stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been
presented with a new puppy.

"Mrs. Jones, you haven't seen the room .... Just wait."
"That doesn't have anything to do with it," she replied. "Happiness is something you
decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the
furniture is arranged...it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it ..."

"It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the
day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer
work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do."

Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open I'll focus on the new day and all the
happy memories I've stored away ... just for this time in my life.

Old age is like a bank account ... you withdraw from what you've put in. So, my advice
to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories.

Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing."

Remember the five simple rules to be happy

1. Free your heart from hatred.

2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less

YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT GOD MAY SEND

A woman received a phone call that her daughter was very sick with a fever. She left
work and stopped by the pharmacy for some medication for her daughter. She
returned to her car to find she had locked her keys inside.

She had to get home to her sick daughter, and didn't know what to do.
She called her home to the baby sitter and was told her daughter was getting worse.
The baby-sitter said, "You might find a coat hanger and use that to open the door."

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 The woman found an old rusty coat hanger on the ground, as if someone else had
locked their keys in their car. Then she looked at the hanger and said, "I don't know
how to use this." She bowed her head and asked God for help.

An old car pulled up, driven by a dirty, greasy, bearded man with a biker skull rag on
his head. The woman thought, "Great, God. This is what you sent to help me????" But
she was desperate, and thankful. The man got out of his car and asked if he could help.
She said "Yes, my daughter is very sick I must get home to her. Please, can you use this
hanger to unlock my car?" He said "SURE." He walked over to the car and in seconds
the car was opened. She hugged the man and through her tears she said, "THANK YOU
SO MUCH... you are a very nice man."

The man replied, "Lady, I am not a nice man. I just got out of prison for car theft."

The woman hugged the man again and cried out loud..... "THANK YOU GOD FOR
SENDING ME A PROFESSIONAL!”

.... Just see how God moves...

IMPORTANCE OF SOUL

Once upon a time...

There was a rich King who had 4 wives.

He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to the
finest of delicacies. He gave her nothing but the best.

He also loved the 3rd wife very much and was always showing her off to neighboring
kingdoms. However, he feared that one day she would leave him for another.

He also loved his 2nd wife. She was his confidante and was always kind, considerate
and patient with him. Whenever the King faced a problem, he could confide in her to
help him get through the difficult times.

The King's 1st wife was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions in
maintaining his wealth and kingdom. However, he did not love the first wife and
although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her.

One day, the King fell ill and he knew his time was short. He thought of his luxurious
life and pondered, "I now have 4 wives with me, but when I die, I'll be all alone.

Thus, he asked the 4th wife, "I have loved you the most, endowed you with the finest
clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me
and keep me company?"
"No way!" replied the 4th wife and she walked away without another word.
Her answer cut like a sharp knife right into his heart.

The sad King then asked the 3rd wife, "I have loved you all my life. Now that I'm
dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"
"No!" replied the 3rd wife. "Life is too good! When you die, I'm going to remarry!" His
heart sank and turned cold.

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He then asked the 2nd wife, "I have always turned to you for help and you've always
been there for me. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?"
"I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!" replied the 2nd wife. "At the very most, I can
only send you to your grave."
Her answer came like a bolt of thunder and the King was devastated.

Then a voice called out:

"I'll leave with you and follow you no matter where you go." The King looked up and
there was his first wife. She was so skinny, she suffered from malnutrition.
Greatly grieved, the King said, "I should have taken much better care of you when I
had the chance!"

In Truth, we all have 4 wives in our lives...

Our 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it
look good, it'll leave us when we die.

Our 3rd wife is our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, it will all go to others.

Our 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for
us, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.

And our 1st wife is our Soul, often neglected in pursuit of wealth, power and pleasures
of the ego.

However, our Soul is the only thing that will follow us wherever we go.

So cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now! It is your greatest gift to offer the world.
Let it Shine!

A BOX OF KISSES

The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for
wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he was furious when the
child tried to decorate a box.
Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said,
"This is for you, Daddy." He was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his
anger flared again when he found the box was empty. He yelled at her,” Don’t you
know when you give someone a present, there's supposed to be something inside it?
The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said, "Oh, Daddy, it's not
empty, I blew kisses into the box. All for you, Daddy."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her
forgiveness.
An accident took the life of the child only a short time later and it is told that the man
kept that gold box by his bed for many years and whenever he was discouraged, he
would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it
there.

TELL THEM, BEFORE IT IS TOO LATE...

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One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the
room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name.
Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their
classmates and write it down.
It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students
left the room, each one handed in the papers.
That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet
of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.
On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was
smiling. "Really?" she heard whispered. "I never knew that I meant anything to
anyone!" and, "I didn't know others liked me so much." were most of the comments.
No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed
them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had
accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another.
That group of students moved on.
Several years later, one of the students was killed in Viet Nam and his teacher attended
the funeral of that special student. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin
before. He looked so handsome, so mature.
The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last
walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.
As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her. "Were
you Mark's math teacher?" he asked. She nodded: "yes." Then he said: "Mark talked
about you a lot."
After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon.
Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher.
"We want to show you something," his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket.
"They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it."
Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had
obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The teacher knew without
looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each
of Mark's classmates had said about him.
"Thank you so much for doing that," Mark's mother said. "As you can see, Mark
treasured it."
All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled rather
sheepishly and said, "I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home."
Chuck's wife said, "Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album."
"I have mine too," Marilyn said. "It's in my diary."
Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and
showed her worn and frazzled list to the group. "I carry this with me at all times,"
Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: "I think we all saved our
lists."
That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all his
friends who would never see him again.
The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end one day. And
we don't know when that one day will be.
So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special and important.
Tell them, before it is too late.

DECISION MAKING

The story given below is quite interesting and really gives us an insight into DECISION
MAKING.

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Which one will you choose?

A group of children were playing near two railway tracks, one still in use while the
other disused.

Only one child played on the disused track, the rest on the operational track. The train
came, and you were just beside the track interchange. You could make the train change
its course to the disused track and save most of the kids.

However, that would also mean the lone child playing by the disused track would be
sacrificed.

Or would you rather let the train go its way?

Let's take a pause to think what kind of decision we could make...............

Most people might choose to divert the course of the train, and sacrifice
only one child. You might think the same way, I guess.

Exactly, I thought the same way initially because to save most of the
children at the expense of only one child was rational decision most people
would make, morally and emotionally.

But, have you ever thought that the child choosing to play on the disused
track had in fact made the right decision to play at a safe place?

Nevertheless, he had to be sacrificed because of his ignorant friends who

chose to play where the danger was.

This kind of dilemma happens around us everyday. In the office, community,

in politics and especially in a democratic society, the minority is often
sacrificed for the interest of the majority, no matter how foolish or
ignorant the majority are, and how farsighted and knowledgeable the minority
are.

The child who chose not to play with the rest on the operational track was
sidelined. And in the case he was sacrificed, no one would shed a tear for
him.

Some One said he would not try to change the course of the train because he believed
that the kids playing on the operational track should have known very well that track
was still in use, and that they should have run away if they heard the train's sirens.

If the train was diverted, that lone child would definitely die because he
never thought the train could come over to that track!

Moreover, that track was not in use probably because it was not safe. If the train was
diverted to the track, we could put the lives of all passengers on board at stake! And in
your attempt to save a few kids by sacrificing one child, you might end up sacrificing
hundreds of people to save these few kids.

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While we are all aware that life is full of tough decisions that need to be made, we may
not realize that hasty decisions may not always be the right one.

"Remember that what's right isn't always popular...and what's popular isn't
always right." Everybody makes mistakes; that's why they put erasers on
pencils.

THINK DIFFERENTLY.

Case - I

One of the most memorable case studies on Japanese management was the case of the
empty soap box, which happened in one of Japan's cosmetics companies. The company
received a complaint that a consumer had bought a soap box that was empty.
Immediately the authorities isolated the problem to the assembly line, which
transported all the packaged boxes of soap to the delivery department. For some
reason, one soap box went through the assembly line empty. Management asked its
engineers to solve the problem.

Post-haste, the engineers worked hard to devise an X-ray machine with high-
resolution monitors manned by two people to watch all the soap boxes that passed
through the line to make sure they were not empty.

But when the employee in another company was posed with the same problem, he
came out with another solution. He bought an industrial electric fan and pointed it at
the assembly line. He switched the fan on, and as each soap box passed the fan, it
simply blew the empty boxes out of the line.

Case - II

When Americans sent astronauts to space, they realised that the normal ball point
pens could not be used in space. This was because due to lack of gravitational force
and low pressure, the ink would leak from the refill. Americans took this as a challenge
and decided to fix this problem. They formed a strong team of 10 scientists to work on
the solution...This team worked for 1 year on this project with an overall expense of $6
Bn. What they came out with was a unique state of the art "Pen" which could even
work at very low pressures and even at zero gravity.

Even Russians faced the same problem when they sent their astronauts in
space..........They used Pencils.

Most of the times complicated problems have very simple solutions....It just requires
you to think differently.

HOW MUCH MONEY DO YOU MAKE IN AN HOUR?

A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son
waiting for him at the door.
"Daddy, May I ask you a question?” the son asked.
"Yeah sure, what is it?"
"Daddy, how much do you make in an hour?"

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"That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?” the man
said angrily.
"I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make in an hour?"
the little boy pleaded again.
"If you must know, I make Rs 35 an hour."
"Oh", the little boy replied, with his head down.
Then suddenly looking up he said, "Daddy, may I please borrow Rs 10?"
The father was furious and growling angrily at him said, "If the only reason you
asked that is so that you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other
nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. I work long
hard hours everyday and don't have time for such childish behavior."

The little boy sadly and quietly went to his room and shut the door.

After about an hour or so, the man's anger had calmed down, and he started to think
that he might have been a little harsh on his son. May be there was something that he
really wanted to buy with those 10 Rupees.

The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.
"Are you asleep, son?" he asked.
"No Daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.
"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on your earlier," said the man. "It's been a
long long day for me, and I simply took out my aggravation over you. Here's that 10
Rs, you had asked for."
The little boy sat straight up, smiling said,
"Oh! Thank you Thank you Daddy!"
He yelled for a while and then reaching under his pillow he pulled out some more
money.
Father seeing this, that the boy already had some money got angry again.
The son was slowly counting out all the money that he had now.
The father grumbled, "Why did you want more money, for you already had
some?"
"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied meekishly.

He continued saying "Daddy, I now have Rs.35. Can I buy an hour of your
time? Please do come home early tomorrow. I wish for I could have dinner
with you."

THINK BEFORE YOUR LEAP

One fine day, a bus driver went to the bus garage, started his bus, and drove off along
the route. No problems for the first few stops-a few People got on, a few got off, and
things went generally well. At the next stop, however, a big hulk of a guy got on. Six
feet eight, Built like a wrestler, arms hanging down to the ground. He glared at the
Driver and said, "Big John doesn't pay!" and sat down at the back.
Did I mention that the driver was five feet three, thin, and basically meek? Well, he
was. Naturally, he didn't argue with Big John, but he wasn't happy about it.
The next day the same thing happened-Big John got on again, made a show of refusing
to pay, and sat down. And the next day, and the one after that, and so forth. This
grated on the bus driver, who started losing sleep over the way Big John was taking
advantage of him.

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Finally he could stand it no longer. He signed up for body building courses, karate,
judo, and all that good stuff. By the end of the summer, he had become quite strong;
what's more, he felt really good about himself.
So on the next Monday, when Big John once again got on the bus and said, "Big John
doesn't pay!" the driver stood up, glared back at the passenger, and screamed, "And
why not?"
With a surprised look on his face, Big John replied, "Big John has a Bus pass."
Moral of the story: "Be sure there is a problem in the first place before working hard to
solve one."

'PUT THE GLASS DOWN TODAY

Professor began his class by holding up a glass with some water in it. he
held it up for all to see & asked the students,' How much do you think this
glass weighs?'
'50gms!' .... '100gms!' ......'125gms' ......the students answered.
'I really don't know unless I weigh it,' said the professor, 'but, my question is: What
would happen if I held it up like this for a few minutes?'
'Nothing' the students said.
'Ok what would happen if I held it up like this for an hour?' the professor asked.
'Your arm would begin to ache' said one of the students.
'You're right, now what would happen if I held it for a day?'
'Your arm could go numb, you might have severe muscle stress & paralysis &
have to go to hospital for sure!' ventured another student & all the students laughed.
Very good. But during all this, did the weight of the glass change?’ asked the professor.
'No'
'Then what caused the arm ache & the muscle stress?' The students were puzzled.
'Put the glass down!' said one of the students.
'Exactly!' said the professor.' Life's problems are something like this. Hold it for a few
minutes in your head & they seem OK. Think of them for a long time & they begin to
ache. Hold it even longer & they begin to paralyze you. You will not be able to do
anything.
It's important to think of the challenges (problems) in your life, but EVEN MORE
IMPORTANT to 'put them down' at the end of every day before you go to
sleep. That way, you are not stressed, you wake up every day fresh & strong & can
handle any issue, any challenge that comes your way!'

Remember friend to 'PUT THE GLASS DOWN TODAY! '

FORGIVE & LOVE OTHERS

A kindergarten teacher asked each child in the class to bring along a plastic bag
containing a few potatoes. Each potato will be given a name of a person that the child
hates, so the number of potatoes that a child will put in his/her plastic bag will depend
on the number of people he/she hates.

So on Monday, every child brought some potatoes with the name of the people he/she
hated. Some had two potatoes; some had three potatoes, while some up to five
potatoes.

The teacher then told the children to carry with them the potatoes in the plastic bag
wherever they go (even to the toilet) for the whole week.

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As days passed by, and the children started to complain due to the unpleasant smell let
out by the rotten potatoes. Besides, those potatoes they also had to carry bags. On
Friday, the children were relieved.

The teacher asked: "How did you feel while carrying the potatoes with you for the
whole week?"

The children let out their frustrations and started complaining of the trouble that they
had to go through having to carry the heavy and smelly potatoes wherever they go.

Then the teacher explained: "This is exactly what happens when you carry your hatred
for somebody inside your heart. The stench of hatred will contaminate your heart and
you will carry it with you wherever you go.

If we cannot tolerate the smell of rotten potatoes for just one week, can you imagine
what is it like to have the stench of hatred in our heart for our lifetime?
Forgiving others is the best attitude to take. Try to love others even if you don't like
them."

THE MOST IMPORTANT PART

My mother used to ask me what the most important part of the body is.
Through the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the correct answer.
When I was younger, I thought sound was very important to us as humans, so I said,
"My ears, Mommy." She said, 'No. Many people are deaf. But you keep thinking about
it and I will ask you again soon.'

Several years passed before she asked me again. Since making my first attempt, I had
contemplated the correct answer. So this time I told her, 'Mommy, sight is very
important to everybody, so it must be our eyes.'

She looked at me and told me, 'You are learning fast, but the answer is not correct
because there are many people who are blind.'

Stumped again, I continued my quest for knowledge and over the years, Mother asked
me a couple more times and always her answer was 'No, but you are getting smarter
every year, my child.'

Then last year, my Grandpa died. Everybody was hurt. Everybody was crying. Even
my father cried. My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to say our final good-bye
to Grandpa. She asked me, 'Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?'

I was shocked when she asked me this now. I always thought this was a game between
her and me. She saw the confusion on my face and told me.
'This question is very important. It shows that you have really lived your life.

For every body part you gave me in the past, I have told you were wrong and I have
given you an example why. But today is the day you need to learn this important
lesson.

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She looked down at me as only a mother can. I saw her eyes well up with tears. She
said, 'My dear, the most important body part is your shoulder'

I asked, 'Is it because it holds up your head?' She replied, 'No, it is because it can hold
the head of a friend or loved one when they cry.

Everybody, need a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear. I only hope that you
have enough love and friends that you will have a shoulder to cry on when you need it.'

Then and there I knew the most important body part is not a selfish one. It is
sympathetic to the pain of others

MOST COMPLEX PROBLEMS DO HAVE A SOLUTION

Many years ago in a small Indian village; a farmer had the misfortune of
owing a large sum of money to a village moneylender.

The moneylender, who was old and ugly, fancied the farmer's beautiful
daughter. So he proposed a bargain.

He said he would forgo the farmer's debt if he could marry his daughter.
Both the farmer and his daughter were horrified by the proposal. So the
cunning money-lender suggested that they let providence decide the matter.
He told them that he would put a black pebble and a white pebble into an
empty money bag.

Then the girl would have to pick one pebble from the bag.

1) If she picked the black pebble, she would become his wife and her
father's debt would be forgiven.

2) If she picked the white pebble she need not marry him and her father's
debt would still be forgiven.

3) But if she refused to pick a pebble, her father would be thrown into
jail.

They were standing on a pebble strewn path in the farmer's field. As they
talked, the moneylender bent over to pick up two pebbles. As he picked them
up, the sharp-eyed girl noticed that he had picked up two black pebbles and
put them into the bag. He then asked the girl to pick a pebble from the bag.

Now, imagine that you were standing in the field.

What would you have done if you were the girl?
If you had to advise her, what would you have told her?

Careful analysis would produce three possibilities:

1. The girl should refuse to take a pebble.

2. The girl should show that there were two black pebbles in the bag and
expose the money-lender as a cheat.

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3. The girl should pick a black pebble and sacrifice herself in order to
save her father from his debt and imprisonment.

Take a moment to ponder over the story. The above story is used with the
hope that it will make us appreciate the difference between lateral and
logical thinking. The girl's dilemma cannot be solved with traditional
logical thinking. Think of the consequences if she chooses the above logical
answers.

What would you recommend to the Girl to do?

Scroll down if you give up...............

Well, here is what she did....

The girl put her hand into the moneybag and drew out a pebble. Without
looking at it, she fumbled and let it fall onto the pebble-strewn path where
it immediately became lost among all the other pebbles.

"Oh, how clumsy of me," she said. "But never mind, if you look into the bag
for the one that is left, you will be able to tell which pebble I picked."

Since the remaining pebble is black, it must be assumed that she had picked
the white one. And since the money-lender dared not admit his dishonesty,
the girl changed what seemed an impossible situation into an extremely
advantageous one.

MORAL OF THE STORY:

Most complex problems do have a solution. It is only that we don't attempt to think.

THE SOUP STORY

An old friend of Nasruddin once came visiting and brought along a big chicken.
Mullah’s wife cooked the chicken and they enjoyed the feast for dinner.
The next morning, they had delicious chicken soup that Mullah’s wife prepared. The
friend enjoyed his short stay with Mullah.

The next day when he was leaving, Mullah returned his friend’s profuse thanks by
thanking the latter for bringing the big chicken along.

An hour after his friend had left Mullah heard a knock on the door. When he opened
the door, a man introduced himself and quickly entered: “I am a friend of your friend
who brought you that big chicken!”

Reluctant to insult the friend of a friend, Mullah invited the man inside and asked him
to stay back for lunch. They had some lovely chicken stew for lunch, which the man
also enjoyed. Having eaten like a glutton, the man left thanking Mullah profusely for
the tasty chicken.

A couple of hours later, there was a knock on the door and Mullah beheld another
stranger before him. “I am the friend of your friend’s friend,” the man smiled.

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Again, not wanting to turn away the friend of a friend’s friend, Mullah invited him
inside and asked him to stay back for dinner. The man accepted hurriedly. He too
feasted on some delicious chicken stew and left smacking his lips some time later.

Barely had the man left, there was another knock and another stranger at the door!
The friend-of-a-friend story all because of a chicken was now getting Mullah’s goat!
“My house has been turned into an eating house!” Mullah muttered to himself as he
permitted the man to enter.

The next day too there was no respite as another man entered with the same
tale: “I am a friend of the friend of the friend of the friend of the friend who had come
here with a huge chicken!”

Mullah smiled weakly and asked the man to come right in and have a meal.
The man entered hurriedly, smacking his lips in anticipation of a tasty chicken meal. A
few minutes later, a bowl of soup was placed before him.
Just one sip told the man that this ‘soup’ was nothing but boiled water.

“This is nothing but boiled water!” the man protested angrily.

“Not at all!” Mullah smiled wickedly. “This is the soup of the soup of the soup of the
soup of the soup of the soup of the chicken!”

Moral of the story:

When people take advantage of your generosity and hospitality, do not turn
them away rudely. Instead, invite them in and serve them a lesson they will
never forget for a long time to come – just as Mullah did by serving the
soup of the soup of the soup………….

BE OBSERVANT

Chaman and Jagan joined a wholesale company together just after graduation.

Both worked very hard.

After several years, the boss promoted Jagan to sales executive but Chaman remained
a sales rep. One day Chaman could not take it anymore, tender resignation to the boss
and complained the boss did not value hard working staff, but only promoted those
who flattered him.

The boss knew that Chaman worked very hard for the years, but in order to help
Chaman realise the difference between him and Jagan, the boss asked Chaman to do
the following. Go and find out anyone selling water melon in the market? Chaman
returned and said yes. The boss asked how much per kg? Chaman went back to the
market to ask and returned to inform boss the Rs.12 per kg.

Boss told Chaman, I will ask Jagan the same question? Jagan went, returned and said,
boss, only one person selling water melon. Rs.12 per kg, Rs.100 for 10 kg, he has
inventory of 340 melons. On the table 58 melons, every melon weighs
about 15 kg, bought from the South two days ago, they are fresh and red,
good quality.

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Chaman was very impressed and realised the difference between himself and Jagan.
He decided not to resign but to learn from Jagan.

My dear friends, a more successful person is more observant, thinks more and
understands in depth. For the same matter, a more successful person sees several
years ahead, while we see only tomorrow. The difference between a year and a day is
365 times.

Think! How far have you seen ahead in your life? How thoughtful in depth are you?

EFFECTIVE COMMUNICATION

Jack and Max are walking from religious service. Jack wonders whether it would be
all right to smoke while praying.
Max replies, "Why don't you ask the Priest?"
So Jack goes up to the Priest and asks, "Priest, may I smoke while I pray?"
But the Priest says, "No, my son, you may not. That's utter disrespect to our religion."
Jack goes back to his friend and tells him what the good Priest told him.
Max says, "I'm not surprised. You asked the wrong question. Let me try."

And so Max goes up to the Priest and asks, "Priest, may I pray while I smoke?"
To which the Priest eagerly replies, "By all means, my son. By all means."

Moral: The reply you get depends on the question you ask.
For Example: Can I work on this project while I'm on vacation?

WHAT IS FRIENDSHIP?

'How long will you be poring over that newspaper? Will you come here right away
and make your darling daughter eat her food?'

I tossed the paper away and rushed to the scene. My only daughter Sindu looked
frightened. Tears were welling up in her eyes. In front of her was a bowl filled to its
brim with Curd Rice.

Sindu is a nice child, quite intelligent for her age. She has just turned eight. She
particularly detested Curd Rice. My mother and my wife are orthodox, and believe
firmly in the 'cooling effects' of Curd Rice!

I cleared my throat, and picked up the bowl. "Sindu, darling, why don't you take a few
mouthful of this Curd Rice? Just for Dad's sake, dear And, if you don't, your Mom will
shout at me'

I could sense my wife's scowl behind my back. Sindu softened a bit, and wiped her
tears with the back of her hands. 'OK, Dad. I will eat not just a few mouthfuls, but the
whole lot of this. But, you should...' Sindu hesitated.

'Dad, if I eat this entire Curd Rice, will you give me whatever I ask for?'
'Oh sure, darling'. 'Promise?'
'Promise'. I covered the pink soft hand extended by my daughter with mine, and
clinched the deal.

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'Ask Mom also to give a similar promise', my daughter insisted. My wife slapped her
hand on Sindu's, muttering 'Promise', without any emotion. Now I became a bit
anxious. 'Sindumma, you shouldn't insist on getting a computer or any such expensive
items. Dad does not have that kind of money right now. OK?'
'No, Dad. I do not want anything expensive'. Slowly and painfully, she finished eating
the whole quantity. I was silently angry with my wife and my mother for forcing my
child eat something that she detested.
After the ordeal was through, Sindu came to me with her eyes wide with expectation.
All our attention was on her. 'Dad, I want to have my head shaved off, this Sunday!'
was her demand!
'Atrocious!' shouted my wife, 'a girl child having her head shaved off? Impossible!’
'Never in our family!' my mother rasped. 'She has been watching too much of
television. Our culture is getting totally spoiled with these TV programs!'
'Sindumma, why don't you ask for something else? We will be sad seeing you with a
clean-shaven head.'
'No, Dad. I do not want anything else', Sindu said with finality.
'Please, Sindu, why don't you try to understand our feelings?' I tried to plead with her

'Dad, you saw how difficult it was for me to eat that Curd Rice'. Sindu was in tears.
'And you promised to grant me whatever I ask for. Now, you are going back on your
words. Was it not you who told me the story of
King Harishchandra, and its moral that we should honor our promises no matter
what?'

It was time for me to call the shots. 'Our promise must be kept.'
'Are you out your mind?' chorused my mother and wife.

'No. If we go back on our promises, she will never learn to honor her own. Sindu, your
wish will be fulfilled.'

With her head clean-shaven, Sindu had a round-face, and her eyes looked big &
beautiful.

On Monday morning, I dropped her at her school. It was a sight to watch my hairless
Sindu walking towards her classroom. She turned around and waved.

I waved back with a smile. Just then, a boy alighted from a car, and shouted, 'Sinduja,
please wait for me!'

What struck me was the hairless head of that boy. 'May be, that is the in-stuff', I
thought.

'Sir, your daughter Sinduja is great indeed!' Without introducing herself, a lady got
out of the car, and continued, 'That boy who is walking along with your daughter is
my son Harish. He is suffering from ... ... leukemia.'

She paused to muffle her sobs. 'Harish could not attend the school for the whole of the
last month. He lost all his hair due to the side effects of the chemotherapy. He refused
to come back to school fearing the unintentional but cruel teasing of the schoolmates.
Sinduja visited him last week, and promised him that she will take care of the teasing
issue.

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But, I never imagined she would sacrifice her lovely hair for the sake of my son! Sir,
you and your wife are blessed to have such a noble soul as your daughter.'

I stood transfixed. And then, I wept...

'My little Angel, will you grant me a boon? Should there be another birth for me, will
you be my mother, and teach me what Friendship is?'

"Ninety-nine percent of the failures come from people who have the habit
of making excuses."

BATTLE OUT THE UNFAIR& EMERGE OUT VICTORIOUS..!

Around two weeks ago I was called to judge a talent contest at one of the city colleges.
I noticed all the participants were given slips of paper with a topic written on it and
told to come up and speak for three minutes. Lots were drawn as to who would be the
first speaker and the next and the next. The first contestant I noticed looked a little
disgruntled as he got onto the podium to address the others.
"My fellow students and respected judges," he said loudly, "this is an unfair contest!"
I, along with my fellow judges looked up surprised. "I have been given this
paper," he continued, "to speak on a subject with just a few minutes preparation
whereas those after me have more time to work on their speech.
This is unfair!" He then proceeded to leave the stage and stormed out of the
hall. Nobody missed him and the contest went on smoothly.
I met him on the landing as I was being escorted out later.
"Who said life is fair?" I asked him with a smile. He looked at me startled
and I asked him to walk with me to my car. "Life," I told him, "is fighting
the unfair and still winning! Do you read automobile magazines?"
"Yes," he said eagerly, "I do."
"Have you seen statistics shown when a new car is being introduced into the
market? They talk about speed and torque and transmission and horse power."
"Yes," he nodded.
"But there is a line they put after all these figures. They say all this data is when there
are ideal road conditions!"
"Yes," he said again.
"Show me ideal road conditions?" I asked him and he smiled. "The car that
sells well," I continued is the car that will deliver power and speed and
durability in the worst of roads, in potholes and mud and slush. That car is
a winner!"
We had reached my car and he stood by my side as I heaved myself in. "Don't
look for ideal playing conditions," I said. "Fight the unfair and come out a winner!" I
looked back in my rear view mirror as I drove away and saw him
smile and wave and knew he would fight the unfair from now on.
The fight never stops. Ask all the successful people in our own country. They fight
regardless whether the battle is fair or unfair. Stop telling the world about the unfair
deal you've got out of life; start battling the unfair, come out victorious..!

THE 90/10 PRINCIPLE

Discover the 90/10 Principle. It will change your life (at least the way you react to
situations). What is this principle?

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10% of life is made up of what happens to you. 90% of life is decided by how you react.
What does this mean? We really have no control over 10% of what happens to us. We
cannot stop the car from breaking down. The plane will be late arriving, which throws
our whole schedule off. A driver may cut us off in traffic. We have no control over this
10%. The other 90% is different. You determine the other 90%.]

How? By your reaction. You cannot control a red light, but you can control your
reaction. Don't let people fool you; YOU can control how you react.
Let's use an example.
You are eating breakfast with your family. Your daughter knocks over a cup of coffee
onto your business shirt. You have no control over what just what happened. What
happens when the next will be determined by how you react.

You curse. You harshly scold your daughter for knocking the cup over.

She breaks down in tears. After scolding her, you turn to your spouse and criticize her
for placing the cup too close to the edge of the table. A short verbal battle follows. You
storm upstairs and change your shirt. Back downstairs, you find your daughter has
been too busy crying to finish breakfast and get ready for school. She misses the bus.
Your spouse must leave immediately for work.

You rush to the car and drive your daughter to school. Because you are late, you drive
40 miles an hour in a 30 mph speed limit. After a 15-minute delay and throwing $60
traffic fine away, you arrive at school. Your daughter runs into the building without
saying goodbye. After arriving at the office 20 minutes late, you find you forgot your
briefcase. Your day has started terrible. As it continues, it seems to get worse and
worse. You look forward to coming home, When you arrive home, you find small
wedge in your relationship with your spouse and daughter.

Why? Because of how you reacted in the morning. Why did you have a bad day?
A) Did the coffee cause it?
B) Did your daughter cause it?
C) Did the policeman cause it?
D) Did you cause it?

The answer is “D".

You had no control over what happened with the coffee. How you reacted in those 5
seconds is what caused your bad day. Here is what could have and should have
happened. Coffee splashes over you. Your daughter is about to cry. You gently say,
"its ok honey, you just need, to be more careful next time". Grabbing a towel you
rush upstairs. After grabbing a new shirt and your briefcase, you come back down
in time to look through the window and see your child getting on the bus. She turns
and waves. You arrive 5 minutes early and cheerfully greet the staff. Your boss
comments on how good the day you are having.

Notice the difference?

Two different scenarios. Both started the same. Both ended different.
Why? Because of how you REACTED.
You really do not have any control over 10% of what happens. The other 90% was
determined by your reaction.

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 Here are some ways to apply the 90/10 principle.
If someone says something negative about you, don't be a sponge.
Let the attack roll off like water on glass. You don't have to let the negative
comment affect you! React properly and it will not ruin your day. A wrong reaction
could result in losing a friend, being fired, getting stressed out etc.

How do you react if someone cuts you off in traffic?

Do you lose your temper?
Pound on the steering wheel? A friend of mine had the steering wheel fall off)
Do you curse?

Does your blood pressure skyrocket?

Do you try and bump them?
WHO CARES if you arrive ten seconds later at work? Why let the cars ruin your drive?
Remember the 90/10 principle, and do not worry about it.
You are told you lost your job. Why lose sleep and get irritated? It will work out. Use
your worrying energy and time into finding another job.

The plane is late; it is going to mangle your schedule for the day. Why take out your
frustration on the flight attendant? She has no control over what is going on. Use your
time to study, get to know the other passenger.

Why get stressed out? It will just make things worse. Now you know the 90-10
principle. Apply it and you will be amazed at the results. You will lose nothing if you
try it.
The 90-10 principle is incredible. Very few know and apply this principle. The result?
Millions of people are suffering from undeserved stress, trials, problems and
heartache.

We all must understand and apply the 90/10 principle.

It CAN change your life***!!!!!!

A SWEET LOVE STORY

He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he
was so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the party, he invited her to
have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised.

They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt
uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home. Suddenly he asked the waiter:
"would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee."

Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but, still, he put the salt in
his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously: why you have this hobby? He replied:
"when I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, and I
could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I
have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my home town, I miss
my home town so much, I miss my parents who are still living there". While saying
that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched.

That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his
homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility

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of home. Then she also started to speak, spoke about her far away hometown, her
childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their
story.

They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her
demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good
person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee!

Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to the
prince, and then they were living the happy life...

And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew
that's the way he liked it. After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said:"
My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to
you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that
time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt it was hard for me to change so I
just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication!

I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I
have promised not to lie to you for anything... Now I'm dying, I am afraid of nothing
so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste. But I have
had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything
I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can
live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even
though I have to drink the salty coffee again".

Her tears made the letter totally wet.

Someday, someone asked her: what's the taste of salty coffee?
It's sweet. She replied.

LOVE AND TIME

Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness,
Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. One day it was announced
to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left. Except for
Love. Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to hold out until the last
possible moment.

When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help.

Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, "Richness, can you take me
with you?"
Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no
place here for you."

Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. "Vanity,
please help me!"
"I can't help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity
answered.

Sadness was close by so Love asked, "Sadness, let me go with you." "Oh . . . Love, I am
so sad that I need to be by myself!"

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Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even
hear when Love called her.

Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come, Love, I will take you." It was an elder.
So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were
going. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way. Realizing
how much was owed the elder, Love asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who helped
me?"
"It was Time," Knowledge answered.
"Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?"
Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because only Time is
capable of understanding how valuable Love is."

COMMITMENT

I will never forget what my old headmaster told taught me. Normally when you are
only 15 years of age you do not remember most of the things that are preached by your
teachers. But, this particular story is one such lesson that I will never forget. Every
time I drift off course, I get reminded of this story.

It was a normal Monday morning at an assembly, and he was addressing the

students on important things in life and about committing ourselves to what
is important to us. This is how the story went:

An old man lived in a certain part of London, and he would wake up every morning
and go to the subway. He would get the train right to Central London, and then sit at
the street corner and beg. He would do this every single day of his life. He sat at the
same street corner and begged for almost 20 years.

His house was filthy, and a stench came out of the house and it smelled horribly. The
neighbors could not stand the smell anymore, so they summoned the police officers to
clear the place. The officers knocked down the door and cleaned the house. There were
small bags of money all over the house that he had collected over the years.

The police counted the money, and they soon realized that the old man was a
millionaire. They waited outside his house in anticipation to share the good
news with him. When he arrived home that evening, he was met by one the
officers who told him that there was no need for him to beg any more as he
was a rich man now, a millionaire.

He said nothing at all; he went into his house and locked the door. The next
morning he woke up as usual, went to the subway, got into the train, and sat
at the street corner and continued to beg.

Obviously, this old man had no great plans, dreams or anything significant
for his life. We learn nothing from this story other than staying focused on
the things we enjoy doing, commitment.

We should remain true to our course; which may mean committing yourselves to
things that people around you would normally disapprove. Let nothing distract us
from being happy, let nothing else determine our fate, but ourselves.

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What makes us happy is what matters in the end, not what we acquire.

THE OLD MAN AND HIS SHOE

One day an old man boarded a bus. As he was going up the steps, one of his shoes
slipped off. The door closed and the bus moved off so he was unable to retrieve it. The
old man calmly took off his other shoe and threw it out of the window. A young man
on the bus saw what happened, and could not help going up to the old man and
asking, "I noticed what you did, sir. Why did you throw out your other shoe?" The old
man promptly replied, "So that whoever finds them will be able to use them.
" The old man in the story understood a fundamental philosophy for life - do not hold
on to something simply for the sake of possessing it or because you do not wish others
to have it. We lose things all the time. The loss may seem to us grievous and unjust
initially, but loss only happens so that positive changes can occur in our lives. We
should not always assume that losing something is bad, because if things do not shift,
we'll never become better people or experience better things.
That's not to say of course that we only lose "bad" things; it simply means that in order
for us to mature emotionally and spiritually, and for us to contribute to the world, the
interchange between loss and gain is necessary.

Hoarding possessions does nothing to make the world better for us. We all have to
decide constantly if some things or people have run their course in our lives or would
be better off with others.

MAKE A DIFFERENCE TODAY

A man was walking down the beach at sunset. As he walked along, he saw
another man in the distance. He noticed this man kept leaning down, picking
up something and throwing it out into the water, again and again. As, he
approached even closer, he noticed that the man was picking up starfish that
had been washed up on the beach. He was throwing them back into the water,
one by one.

Puzzled, he approached the man and said, "Good Evening. I was wondering what you
are doing."

"I'm throwing these starfish back into the ocean. You see, its low tide and all these
starfish have been washed up onto the shore. If, I don't throw them back into the
ocean, they'll die up here from lack of oxygen."

"But, there must be thousands of starfish on this beach. You can't possible get to all of
them. And, don't you realize this is probably happening on hundreds of beaches all up
and down this coast. Can't you see that you can't possibly make a difference?"

The man bent down and picked up yet another starfish, and threw it back into
the ocean. With a smile he replied, "Made a difference to that one!!!"

Just remember, no matter how small the deed it really does makes a difference.
Make a difference today. Do something nice for someone else.

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PRIORITY IN LIVING

The priority in living is not to live under the glamors of what others do for
themselves, but what you can do best to live your God given human life.

[A] Glamorous but worthless

You don't actually have to answer the quiz in A and B but read through it to grab the
meaning behind raising the query. Just read the entire article to get the point.

1. Name the five wealthiest people in the world.

2. Name the last five Heisman trophy winners.
3. Name the last five winners of the Miss World contest.
4. Name ten people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer prize.
5. Name the last six years' Academy Award winners for best performances and
movies.
6. Name the last decade's worth of World Series winners.

Well, How did you do?

The point is, none of us remember the headliners of yesterday. These are no second-
rate achievers.
They are the best in their fields, but
· The applause dies
· The Awards tarnish
· The Achievements are forgotten
The Accolades, trophies, plaques and certificates are buried with their
owners. Old gets forgotten. Newer takes its place. Newer gets older. So what is to you?

[B] Ordinary but Priceless

Here's another quiz. See how you do on this one:

1. List a few teachers, who guided your journey through school and education process.
2. Name three friends who stood by you through difficult periods of your life.
3. Name five people who have taught you something worthwhile.
4. Think of a few people who have made you feel appreciated.
5. Think of five people you enjoy spending time with.
6. Name half a dozen heroes whose stories have inspired you to live your life.

How did you do on this one: Find it comfortable?

The people who make a difference in your life are not the ones with the most glamour,
most credentials, the most money, or the most awards. They are the ones that you are
close to and those who care for you and for whom you care.
The real glamour is one in your heart for the people who touch you and to whom you
touch. Someone under that remote limelight means little.

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THE MOST BEAUTIFUL HEART

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that
he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley.

A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was
not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart
they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his
beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, "Why your
heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine." The crowd and the young man looked at the
old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces
had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were
several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole
pieces were missing.

The people stared "How can he say his heart is more beautiful?" they thought.

The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed.
"You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and
yours is a mess of scars and tears."
"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You
see, every scar represents a person to whom have given my love - I tear out a piece of
my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits
into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some
rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared."

"Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't
returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges - giving love is taking a
chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I
have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have
waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the
old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He
offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it
in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound
in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.
The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever,
since love from the old man's heart flowed into his.
They embraced and walked away side by side.

THE TEA CUP

This is a great story that we could all benefit from. It is a simple reminder of how
"GOD" is the potter of our life and we are the clay. "GOD" is the shaper of each of our
lives and when struggles seem overwhelming, we need to remind ourselves that these
struggles serve a purpose in making us stronger, wiser, and in the perfect image that
"GOD" has for each of His creations.

There was a couple who used to go to England to shop in the beautiful stores. They

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both liked antiques and pottery and especially teacups. This was their twenty-fifth
wedding anniversary.

One day in this beautiful shop they saw a beautiful teacup. They said, "May we see
that? We've never seen one quite so beautiful." As the lady handed it to them, suddenly
the teacup spoke.

"You don't understand," it said. "I haven't always been a teacup. There was a time
when I was red and I was clay. My master took me and rolled me and patted me over
and over and I yelled out, 'Let me alone', but he only smiled, 'Not yet.'

"Then I was placed on a spinning wheel," the teacup said, "and suddenly I was spun
around and around and around. Stop it! I'm getting dizzy! I screamed. But the master
only nodded and said, 'Not yet.'

Then he put me in the oven. I never felt such heat. I wondered why he wanted to burn
me, and I yelled and knocked at the door. I could see him through the opening and I
could read his lips as he shook his head, 'Not yet.'

Finally the door opened, he put me on the shelf, and I began to cool. 'There, that's
better', I said. And he brushed and painted me all over. The fumes were horrible. I
thought I would gag. 'Stop it, stop it!' I cried. He only nodded, 'Not yet.'

Then suddenly he put me back into the oven, not like the first one. This was twice as hot
and I knew I would suffocate. I begged. I pleaded. I screamed. I cried. All the time I
could see him through the opening nodding his head saying, 'Not yet.'

Then I knew there wasn't any hope. I would never make it. I was ready to give up. But
the door opened and he took me out and placed me on the shelf. One hour later he
handed me a mirror and I couldn't believe it was me. It's beautiful. I'm beautiful.'

'I want you to remember, then,' he said, 'I know it hurts to be rolled and patted, but if I
had left you alone, you would have dried up. I know it made you dizzy to spin around
on the wheel, but if I had stopped, you would have crumbled. I knew it hurt and was
hot and disagreeable in the oven, but if I hadn't put you there, you would have cracked.
I know the fumes were bad when I brushed and painted you all over, but if I hadn't
done that, you never would have hardened; you would not have had any color in your
life. And if I hadn't put you back in that second oven, you wouldn't survive for very
long because the hardness would not have held. Now you are a finished product. You
are what I had in mind when I first began with you'.

MORAL: "GOD" knows what He's doing for all of us. He is the potter, and we are His
clay. He will mold us and make us, so that we may be made into a flawless piece of
work to fulfill His good, pleasing, and perfect will, which we can never escape.

NAIL IN THE FENCE

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag
of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the
back of the fence.

The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he

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learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled
down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the
fence.

Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father
about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail
for each day that he was able to hold his temper.

The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails
were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You
have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the
same.

When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife
in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the
wound is still there. “A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.

CONSIDERATION

One day, a ten - year - old boy went to an ice-cream shop, sat at a table and asked the
waitress, “How much is an ice-cream cone?”

She said, “fifteen rupees.”

The boy started counting the coins he had in his head. Then he asked how much a small
cup of ice-cream was.

The waitress impatiently replied, “Ten rupees”. The boy said, “I will have the small ice-
cream cup.”

He had his ice-cream, paid the bill and left. When the waitress came to pick up the
empty plate, she was touched. Underneath were five one rupee coins as tip. The little
boy had consideration for the waitress before he ordered his ice-cream. He showed
sensitivity and caring. He thought of others before himself.

If we all thought like the little boy, we would have a great place to live. Show
consideration, courtesy, and politeness. Thoughtfulness shows a caring attitude.

THE REWARDS OF A GOOD DEED

One stormy night many years ago, an elderly man and his wife entered the lobby of a
small hotel in Philadelphia. Trying to get out of the rain, the couple approached the
front desk hoping to get some shelter for the night.

"Could you possibly give us a room here?" the husband asked.

The clerk, a friendly man with a winning smile, looked at the couple and explained that
there were three conventions in own. "All of our rooms are taken," the clerk said. "But
I can't send a nice couple like you out into the rain at one o'clock in the morning. Would
you perhaps be willing to sleep in my room? It's not exactly a suite, but it will be good
enough to make you folks comfortable for the night."

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When the couple declined, the young man pressed on. "Don't worry about me, I'll make
out just fine," the clerk told them.

So the couple agreed.

As he paid his bill the next morning, the elderly man said to the clerk, "You are the kind
of manager who should be the boss of the best hotel in the United States. Maybe
someday I'll build one for you."

The clerk looked at them and smiled. The three of them had a good laugh. As they
drove away, the elderly couple agreed that the helpful clerk was indeed exceptional, as
finding people who are both friendly and helpful isn't easy.

Two years passed. The clerk had almost forgotten the incident when he received a
letter from the old man. It recalled that stormy night and enclosed a round-trip ticket
to New York, asking the young man to pay them a visit.

The old man met him in New York, and led him to the corner of Fifth Avenue and 34th
Street. He then pointed to a great new building there, a pale reddish stone, with turrets
and watchtowers thrusting up to the sky.

"That," said the older man, "is the hotel I have just built for you to manage."
"You must be joking," the young man said.
"I can assure you I am not," said the older man, a sly smile playing around his mouth.

The older man's name was William Waldorf-Aster, and that magnificent structure was
the original Waldorf-Astoria Hotel. The young clerk who became its first manager was
George C. Boldt. This young clerk never foresaw the turn of events that would lead him
to become the manager of one of the world's most glamorous hotels.

A POUND OF BUTTER

There was a farmer who sold a pound of butter to the baker. One day the baker
decided to weigh the butter to see if he was getting a pound and he found that he was
not. This angered him and he took the farmer to court.

The judge asked the farmer if he was using any measure. The farmer replied, amour
Honor, I am primitive. I don't have a proper measure, but I do have a
scale." The judge asked, "Then how do you weigh the butter?" The farmer replied "Your
Honor, long before the baker started buying butter from me, I
have been buying a pound loaf of bread from him. Every day when the baker
brings the bread, I put it on the scale and give him the same weight in butter. If anyone
is to be blamed, it is the baker."

What is the moral of the story? We get back in life what we give to others. Whenever
you take an action, ask yourself this question: Am I giving fair value for the wages or
money I hope to make?

Honesty and dishonesty become a habit. Some people practice dishonesty and
can lie with a straight face. Others lie so much that they don't even know what the
truth is anymore. But who are they deceiving? Themselves--- more than anyone else.

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Honesty can be put across gently. Some people take pride in being brutally honest. It
seems they are getting a bigger kick out of the brutality than the honesty. Choice of
words and tact are important.

BIG GOD

Two men went fishing. One was an experienced fisherman, the other wasn't.
Every time the experienced fisherman caught a big fish, he put it in his ice chest to keep
it fresh. Whenever the inexperienced fisherman caught a big fish, he threw it back.

The experienced fisherman watched this go on all day and finally got tired of seeing
the man waste good fish. "Why do you keep throwing back all the big fish you catch?"
he asked.

The inexperienced fisherman replied, "I only have a small frying pan."

Sometimes, like that fisherman, we throwback the big plans, big dreams, big
jobs, big opportunities that God gives us. Our faith is too small.

We laugh at that fisherman who didn't figure out that all he needed was a
bigger frying pan, yet how ready are we to increase the size of our faith?

Whether it's a problem or a possibility, God will never give you anything bigger than
you can handle. That means we can confidently walk into anything God brings our
way.

You can do all things through God. Nothing is too big for God.

REMEMBER:

Stop telling God you've got big problems. Tell your problems you've got a BIG GOD!

HOW TO WALK ON THE PATH OF LIFE

When I was very young, not long after I came to Parmarth Niketan, a very old,
revered saint came to Rishikesh to give his divine satsang at Parmarth Niketan.
However, rather than staying in the comforts of the ashram, he used to stay in a small
hut on the banks of Ganga a little bit away from the center of the ashrams.

I was given the special seva of going to pick him up each morning and bring him to the
ashram. As we walked through the busy marketplace, I would try to push everyone
and everything out of his way so that this revered saint could walk comfortably and
unimpeded to the ashram. I asked everyone along the way, Side please. Please give us
the way to walk. I would gently push all of the wandering cows out of his path. I
moved standing bicycles and fruit carts out of the way so he could pass.

Finally as we reached the gate of the ashram I was feeling very glad that I had been
able to bring him so safely and smoothly to the ashram, and that I had been able to
clear such a nice path for him to walk. This saint, however, looked at me lovingly and
said, Beta, kis kis ko hatate rahoge? Aur kab tak hatate rahoge? My child, how many
people and cows can you push out of the way?

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For how long can you move other people and things out of your path? That is not the
way. Apna rasta banate jao. Apna rasta banake nikalte jao. Do not try to move others;
rather find your way between the others and around them. Make your own path, but
do not worry about moving others. Find your own way in the midst of the chaos. In
our lives we frequently get frustrated and broken by feeling that others are blocking
our way and thwarting our path. We blame their presence and their actions for our
own failure. We explain to ourselves that we would have been able to succeed if only
they had let us, if only they had moved out of the way for us. We try to push people and
obstacles aside to clear a way for ourselves in life.

However, obstacles never stop coming. People who are jealous never stop trying to
block our path. For how long can we try to move them aside? How many obstacles,
how many enemies can we try to push away? The answer is to simply find our own
way, around them, between them. If they are blocking the path on the right, we walk
on the left. If they are blocking the path on the left, we walk on the right. We must be
more concerned about finding our own way rather than focusing on moving all of
those whom we think are blocking our path. For those who are pure in mind, thought
and deed, there will always be a path in which to walk. The path may be narrow at
times and it may seem that obstacles and enemies line both sides. But we must humbly
and sincerely make our own way on the path of life.

We must just keep walking the path of our dharma, the path of righteousness, the path
of honesty, purity and piety without worrying about those who try to block our way.
So much of our precious time, energy and focus are wasted in the futile task of trying
to remove obstacles and other people from our path. It is not necessary. Find your own
path around the obstacles. Find your own path around the enemies. Do not try to push
them aside or push them down or fight them for the right of way. Rather, carefully
examine the situation and see where the path is clear. Then, choose that path and
continue on your way. The more attention we give to those who are trying to sabotage
us and trying to thwart our progress, the less time and energy we have to walk to right
path. In that way, then, the enemies win, for they have stolen our peace of mind, our
tranquility, our joy and also our time. Instead of trying to fight them out of the way,
we must remain humble, pure and single-minded on the goal. If we can see our
destination clearly then we will always be able to find a path in which to walk. So,
keep the destination firm in your mind.
Stay focused on the goal and nikalte chale, nikalte chale jao [move around the
obstacles and continue on the path.].

"LIFE IS WHAT WE MAKE IT, ALWAYS HAS BEEN, ALWAYS WILL BE."

This speech was delivered during the commencement exercises of the University of
Philippines graduating class of 2003 by Mr. Butch Jimenez, the youngest
commencement speaker in the university's history. He once dreamed of doing so, and
it came true!!! Students wished they had a pencil or paper to jot down notes during the
speech; some even wished they have a tape recorder. Some members of the faculty
found his speech practical, refreshing and funny.

Butch Jimenez, head of PLDT's media and strategic communications department,

delivered this speech at the UP Diliman Class 2003 commencement exercises. What's
better than.....By Butch Jimenez

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As college students, you're just about to set sail into the real world. As you prepare for
the battleground of life, you'll hear many speeches, read tons of books and get miles of
advice telling you to work hard, dream big, go out and do something for yourself, and
have a vision.

Not bad advise, really. In fact, following these nuggets of truth may just bring you to
the top. But as I've lived my life over the years, I have come to realise that it is great to
dream big, have a vision, make a name, and work hard. But guess what: There's
something better than that - So my message today simply asks the question, what's
better than...?

What's better than being negative?

Let's start off with something really simple. What's better than a long speech? No
doubt, a short one. So, you guys are in luck because I intend to keep this short.

Now, let me take you through a very simple math exam. I'll rattle off a couple of
equations, and you tell me what you observe about them. Be mindful of the instruction.
You are to tell me what you observe about the equations.

Here it goes: 3+4=7, 9+2=11, 8+4=13 and 6+6=12.Tell me, what do you observe?

Every time I conduct the test, more than 90 percent of the participants immediately
say, 8+4 is NOT 13, it's 12. That's true an they are correct. But they could have also
observed that the three other equations were right. That 3+4 is 7, that 9+2 is 11, and
that 6+6 is 12 what’s my point? Many people immediately focus on the negative
instead of the positive. Most of us focus on what's wrong with other people more than
what's right about them. Examine those four equations. Three were right an only one
was wrong. But what is the knee-jerk observation? The wrong equation.

If 10 people you didn't know were to walk through that door, most of you would
describe those people by what's negative about them. He's fat. He's balding. Oh, the
short one. Oh, the skinny girl. Etc.
Get the point? It's always he negative we focus on and not the positive. You'll definitely
experience this in the Corporate World. You do a hundred good things and one
mistake-guess what? Chances are, your attention will be called on that one mistake..

So what's better than focusing on the negative?

Believe me, it focusing on the positive. And if this world could learn to focus on the
positive more than the negative, it would be a much nicer place to live in.

What's better than working hard?

We have always been told to work hard. Our parents say that, our teachers say that,
and our principal says that. But there's something better than merely working hard.
It's working SMART. It's taking time to understand the situation, and coming out with
an effective and efficient solution to get more done with less time and effort. As the
Japanese say, "There's always a better way."

One of the most memorable case studies I came across with as I studied Japanese

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management at Sophia University in Tokyo was the case of the empty soap box, which
happened in one of Japan's biggest cosmetic companies. The company received a
complaint that a customer had bought a box of soap that was empty. It immediately
isolated the problem to the assembly line, which transported all the packaged boxes of
soap to the delivery department. For some reason, one soap box went through the
assembly line empty. Management tasked its engineers to solve the problem. Post-
haste, the engineers worked hard to devise an X-ray machine with high-resolution
monitors manned by two to ensure they were not empty. No doubt, they worked hard
and they worked fast. But a rank-and-file employee that was posed the same problem
came out with another solution. He bought a strong industrial electrical fan and
pointed it at the assembly line. He switched the fan on, an as each soap box passed the
fan, and it simply blew the empty boxes out of the line. Clearly, the engineers worked
hard, but the rank-and-file employee worked smart. So what's better than merely
working hard? It's working smart. Having said that, it is still important to work hard.
If you could combine both working hard an working smart, you would possess a major
factor toward success.

What's better than dreaming big?

I will bet my next month's salary that many have encouraged you to dream big.
Maybe even to reach for the stars and aim high. I sure heard that about a million times
right before I graduated from this university. So I did. I did dream big. I did aim high.
I did reach for the stars. No doubt, it works. In fact, the saying is true "If you aim for
nothing, that's exactly what you'll hit: nothing."

But there's something better than dreaming big. Believe me, I got shocked myself. And
I learned it from the biggest dreamer of all time Walt Disney. When it comes to
dreaming big. Walt is the man. No bigger dreams were fulfilled than his. Every
leadership book describes him as the ultimate dreamer. In fact, the principle of
dreaming and achieving is the core message of the Disney hit son, "When You Wish
Upon a Star". When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are; anything
your heart desires will come to you. If your heart is in your dream, no request is too
extreme. When you wish upon a star, as dreamers do, “as Jiminy Cricket sang. But is
that what he preached in Disney Company? Dream?
Imagineering...Well, not exactly. Kind of , but not quite. The problem with dreaming is
if that's all you do, you'll really get nowhere. Infact, you may just fall asleep and never
wake up. The secret to Disney's success is not just dreaming, it's IMAGINEERING.

You won't find this word in a dictionary. It's purely a Disney word. Those who engage
in Imagineering are called imaginers. The word combines the words "imagination"
and "engineering". In the book “Imagineers," Disney's CEO, Michael Eisner, claims
that "imaginers turn impossible dreams into real magic." Walt Disney explained there
is really no secret to this approach. They just keep moving forward-opening new doors
and doing new things, because they are curious. And it is this curiosity that leads them
down new paths. They always dream, explore and experiment. In short, Imagineering
is the blending of creative imagination and technical know-how.

Eiser expounds on this thought by saying that "Not only re imaginers curious, they are
courageous, outrageous, and this creativity is contagious." The big difference with
imaginers is that they dream an then they DO! So don’t just be dreamers, be an
imagineer.

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What's better than vision ?

You must have all been given a lecture at one time or another about the importance of
having a vision. Even leadership expert John Maxwell says that an indispensable
quality of a leader is to have a vision. It is also very clear that without vision, people
perish." So no doubt about it, having a vision is important to success. But surprise !
There's something more potent than a vision. It's a CAUSE. If all you're doing is trying
to reach your vision or you're pitted against someone fighting for a cause, chances are
you'll lose. The Vietnam War is a classic example. Literally with sticks and stones, the
Viet Cong beat the heavily armed US Army to surrender, primarily because the US has
a vision to win the war, but the Vietnamese were fighting for a cause.

In the realm of business, many leaders have visions of making their company No. 1, or
grabbing market share, or forever increasing profits.

Nothing really wrong with that vision, but take the example of Sony founder Akio
Morita. He did not just have a vision to build the biggest electronics company in the
world. In his biography, " Made in Japan" he reveals that the real reason he set up
Sony was to help rebuild his country, which had just been bettered by war. He had a
cause he was fighting for. His vision to be an electronics giant was secondary.

What's the difference between a vision and a cause? Here's what sets them apart.

No one is wiling to die for a vision. People will die for a cause.
You possess a vision. A cause possesses you.
A vision lies in your hands. A cause lies in your heart.
A vision involves sacrifice. A cause involves the ultimate sacrifice.

Just a word of caution. You must have the right vision, and you must be fighting for
the right cause. In the end, right will always win out. It may take time, and it may take
long. But if you have the right vision and are fighting for the right cause, you will
prevail. If not, no matter how sincere you are, if you are not fighting for what is right,
you will ultimately fail.

It is said : "To whom much is given, much is required."

Having been given the opportunity to study in UP, no doubt, much has been given to
you in terms of an excellent education. Don't forget that in return, much is now
required of you to use that education not just for yourself, but for others. And as you
move up and start reaching the pinnacle of success, even more will be required of you
to look at the welfare of others, of society and of the country.

A final review :

· What's better than focusing on the negative?

Focus on the positive

· What's better than working hard?

Its working smart

· What's better than doing something for yourself?

Doing something for your country

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· What's better than a vision?
A cause

· What's better than a long speech?

Definitely, a short one

"Life is what we make it, always has been, always will be."

FAITHFUL FRIENDS

Brownie and Spotty were neighbor dogs who met every day to play together. Like
pairs of dogs you can find in most any neighborhood, these two loved each other and
played together so often that they had worn a path through the grass of the field
between their respective houses. One evening, Brownie's family noticed that Brownie
hadn't returned home. They went looking for him with no success. Brownie didn't show
up the next day, and, despite their efforts to find him, by the next week he was still
missing.

Curiously, Spotty showed up at Brownie's house alone, barking, whining, and

generally pestering Brownie's human family. Busy with their own lives, they just
ignored the nervous little neighbor dog. Finally, one morning Spotty refused to take
"no" for an answer. Ted, Brownie's owner, was steadily harassed by the furious,
adamant little dog. Spotty followed Ted about, barking insistently, then darting back
and forth to a nearby empty lot, as if to say, Follow me! It's urgent!" Eventually, Ted
followed the frantic Spotty across the empty lot, as Spotty paused to race back and
bark encouragingly. The little dog led the man under a fence, past clumps of trees, to a
desolate spot a half mile from the house.

There Ted found his beloved Brownie alive -- one of his hind legs crushed in a steel leg-
hold trap. Horrified, Ted wished he'd taken Spotty's earlier appeals seriously.

Then Ted noticed something quite remarkable... Spotty had done more than simply
lead Brownie's human to his trapped friend. In a circle around the injured dog, Ted
found an array of dog food and table scraps, which were identified as the remains of
every meal Spotty had been fed that week!

Spotty had been visiting Brownie regularly, in a single minded quest to keep his friend
alive by sacrificing his own comfort! Spotty had stayed with Brownie to protect him
from predators, snuggling with him at night to keep him warm and nuzzling him to
keep his spirits up. Brownie's leg was treated by a veterinarian and he recovered. For
many years thereafter, the two families watched the faithful friends frolicking and
chasing each other down that well-worn path between their houses.

THE GREAT LESSON

To encourage her young son's progress on the piano, a mother took the small boy to a
Renowned Musician’s concert. After they were seated, the mother spotted a friend in
the audience and walked down the aisle to greet her.

Seizing the opportunity to explore the wonders of the concert hall, the little boy rose
and eventually explored his way through a door marked: "NO ADMITTANCE."

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When the house lights dimmed, and the concert was about to begin, the mother
returned to her seat and discovered that her son was missing. Suddenly, the
curtains parted and spotlights focused on the impressive Steinway on stage.
In horror, the mother saw her little boy sitting at the keyboard, innocently picking out
"Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star."

At that moment, the great piano master made his entrance, quickly moved to
the piano, and whispered in the boy's ear, "Don't quit. Keep playing." Then
leaning over, The Musician reached down with his left hand and began filling
in a bass part. Soon his right arm reached around to the other side of the
child and he added a running obbligato.

Together, the old master and the young novice transformed a frightening situation
into a wonderfully creative experience. The audience was mesmerized.

That's the way it is with God. What we can accomplish on our own is hardly
noteworthy. We try our best, but the results aren't exactly graceful flowing music. But
with the hand of the Master, our life's work truly can be beautiful.

Next time you set out to accomplish great feats, listen carefully. You can hear the voice
of the Master, whispering in your ear, "Don't quit. Keep playing. "Feel His loving arms
around you. Know that His strong hands are playing the concerto of your life.

Remember, God doesn't call the equipped, He equips the called.

BEGINNING OF TRUE COMMUNICATION - LEARN TO SPEAK THEIR

LANGUAGE

A woman was explaining her theory of putting her children to bed: "I never tell
bedtime stories that begin with 'Once upon a time,'" she said. "If I really want to put
them to sleep, I start off with, 'Now, when I was your age...'" It's nice to understand
people so well that we know just what to say! Here is a mother who could speak her
children's language.
The story is told of the most famous elephant in the world -- a huge, beautiful and
gentle beast named Bozo. Children extended open palms filled with peanuts for the
Indian elephant, who gently plucked them from little hands and seemed to smile as he
ate his treats.

But one day, for some inexplicable reason, Bozo changed. He almost stampeded
the man who cleaned his cage. He charged children at the circus and became
incorrigible. His owner knew he would have to destroy the once-gentle giant.

In order to raise money for a new elephant, the circus owner held a cruel exhibition.
He sold tickets to witness Bozo's execution and, on the appointed day, his arena was
packed. Three men with high-powered rifles rose to take aim at the great beast's head.

Just before the signal was given to shoot, a little, stubby man in a brown hat stepped
out of the crowd and said to the elephant's owner, "Sir, this is not necessary. Bozo is
not a bad elephant."

"But he is," the man argued. "We must kill him before he kills someone."

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"Sir, give me two minutes alone in his cage," the visitor pleaded, "and I'll prove to you
that you are wrong. He is not a bad elephant."

After a few more moments of discussion (and a written statement absolving

the circus of liability if the man should be injured), the keeper finally agreed to allow
the man inside Bozo's cage. The man removed his brown derby and entered the cage of
the bellowing and trumpeting beast.

Before the elephant could charge, the man began to speak to him. Bozo seemed
to immediately quiet down upon hearing the man's words. Nearby spectators
could also hear the man, but they could not understand him, for he spoke a foreign
language. Soon the great animal began to tremble, whine and throw
his head about. Then the stranger walked up to Bozo and stroked his trunk.
The great elephant tenderly wrapped his trunk around the man, lifted him up
and carried him around his cage before carefully depositing him back at the door.
Everyone applauded.

As the cage door closed behind him, the man said to Bozo's keeper, "You see,
he is a good elephant. His problem is that he is an Indian elephant and understands
one language." He explained that Bozo was frustrated and confused. He needed
someone who could speak his language. "I suggest, sir that you find someone in
London to come in occasionally and talk to the elephant. If you do, you'll have no
problems."

The man picked up his brown derby and walked away. It was at that time that the
circus owner looked carefully at the signature on the paper he held in his and -- the
note absolving the circus of responsibility in the case he was injured inside the
elephant's cage. The statement was signed by Rudyard Kipling.

People also become frustrated and angry when they are not understood. But
great relationships are formed by parents who learn to speak their children's
language; lovers who speak each other's language; professionals who speak the
language of their staff and clients. When people understand that YOU understand, that
you empathize with their heartaches and understand their problems, then you are
speaking their language! It is the beginning of true communication.

HOW TO MAKE MONEY ON "DEAD" INVESTMENTS.....

A city boy, Kenny, moved to the country and bought a donkey from an old farmer for
$100.00. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day.
The next day the farmer drove up and said, "Sorry son, but I have some bad news, the
donkey died last night."
Kenny replied: "Well then, just give me my money back."
The farmer said: "Can't do that. I went and spent it already."
Kenny said: "OK then, just unload the donkey."
The farmer asked: "What are you going to do with him?"
Kenny: "I'm going to raffle him off." (Note: To raffle is to sell a thing by lottery - draw
lot - to a group of people each paying the same amount for a ticket)
Farmer: "You can't raffle off a dead donkey!"
Kenny: "Sure I can. Watch me. I just won't tell anybody he's dead."

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A month later the farmer met up with Kenny and asked, "What happened with that
dead donkey?"
Kenny: "I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars apiece and made a profit of
$898.00."
Farmer: "Didn't anyone complain?"
Kenny: "Just the guy who won. So I gave him back his two dollars."
Kenny grew up and eventually became the chairman of ENRON.

CHILD’S INNOCENCE

Little Tommy was doing very badly in math. His parents had tried everything: tutors,
mentors, flash cards, and special learning centers. In short, everything they could
think of. Finally, in a last ditch effort, they took Tommy down and enrolled him in the
local Catholic school.
After the first day, Tommy came home with a very serious look on his face. He didn't
even kiss his mother hello. Instead, he went straight to his room and started studying.
Books and papers were spread out all over his room, and Tommy was hard at work.
His mother was amazed. She called him down to dinner. And to her shock, the minute
he was done, he marched back to his room without a word. In no time he was back
hitting the books as hard as he could.
This went on for some time, day after day while his mother tried to understand what
had made all the difference! Finally, Tommy brought home his report card. He quietly
laid it on the table and went up to his room and hit the books. With great trepidation,
his Mom looked at it and to her surprise; Tommy had got an A in math. She could no
longer hold her curiosity.
She went to his room and said: "Son, what was it???? Was it the nuns???" Tommy
looked at her and shook his head. "Well, then", she replied, "Was it the books, the
discipline, the structure, the uniforms??? What was it?"
Tommy looked at her and said, "Well, on the first day of school, when I saw that guy
nailed to the plus sign, I knew these nuns weren't fooling around."

PUPPIES FOR SALE

A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the pups
and set about Nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last
nail into the post, he Felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the Eyes of a little
boy.
Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies."
"Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat off the back of his neck, "these puppies
come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money."
The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket, he pulled
out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. "I've got thirty-nine cents. Is that
enough to take a look?"
"Sure," said the farmer.
And with that he let out a whistle, "Here Dolly!" he called.
Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of
fur. The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with
delight.

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As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else stirring
inside the doghouse. Slowly another little ball appeared; this One noticeably smaller.
Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward manner the little pup began
hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up....
"I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt.
The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want that puppy. He
will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would."
With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling
up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both
sides of his leg attaching itself To a specially made shoe. Looking back up at the
farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don't run too well myself, and he will need someone who
understands."
The world is full of people who need someone who understands.

THE MOUSE TRAP

A mouse looked through a crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife opening a
package; what food might it contain?
He was aghast to discover that it was a mousetrap!
Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning, "There is a mouse
trap in the house, there is a mouse trap in the house."
The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, "Mr. Mouse, I can tell
you 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 mouse trap in the house."
"I am so very sorry Mr. Mouse," sympathized the pig, "but there is nothing I can do
about it but pray; be assured that you are in my prayers."
The mouse turned to the cow, who replied, "Like wow, Mr. Mouse, a mouse trap; am I
in grave danger, Duh?"
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 that 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.
She returned home with a fever. Now 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.
His wife's sickness continued so that 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, in fact, she died, and so many people came for her
funeral the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide meat for all of them to eat.
So the next time you hear that someone is facing a problem and think that it does not
concern you, remember that when the least of us is threatened, we are all at risk

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THE ANT

One morning I wasted nearly an hour watching a tiny ant carry a huge feather cross
my back terrace. Several times it was confronted by obstacles in its path and after a
momentary pause it would make the necessary detour.

At one point the ant had to negotiate a crack in the concrete about 10mm wide. After
brief contemplation the ant laid the feather over the crack, walked across it and picked
up the feather on the other side then continued on its way. I was fascinated by the
ingenuity of this ant, one of God's smallest creatures. It served to reinforce the miracle
of creation. Here was a minute insect, lacking in size yet equipped with a brain to
reason, explore, discover and overcome. But this ant, like the two-legged co-residents
of this planet, also shares human failings.

After some time the ant finally reached its destination - a flower bed at the end of the
terrace and a small hole that was the entrance to its underground home. And it was
here that the ant finally met its match. How could that large feather possibly fit down
small hole

Of course it couldn't. so the ant, after all this trouble and exercising great ingenuity,
overcoming problems all along the way, just abandoned the feather and went home.

The ant had not thought the problem through before it began its epic journey and in
the end the feather was nothing more than a burden. Isn't life like that!

We worry about our family, we worry about money or the lack of it, and we worry
about work, about where we live, about all sorts of things. These are all burdens - the
things we pick up along life's path and lug them around the obstacles and over the
crevasses that life will bring, only to find that at the destination they are useless and
we can't take them with us...............

NEVER MISS FIRST OPPORTUNITY !!

A young man wished to marry the farmer's beautiful daughter. He went to the farmer
to ask his permission. The farmer looked him over and said, "Son, go stand out in that
field. I'm going to release three bulls, one at a time. If you can catch the tail of any one
of the three bulls, you can marry my daughter."

The young man stood in the pasture awaiting the first bull. The barn door opened and
out ran the biggest, meanest-looking bull he had ever seen. He decided that one of the
next bulls had to be a better choice than this one, so he ran over to the side and let the
bull pass through the pasture out the back gate. The barn door opened again.
Unbelievable. He had never seen anything so big and fierce in his life.

It stood pawing the ground, grunting, slinging slobber as it eyed him. Whatever the
next bull was like, it had to be a better choice than this one. He ran to the fence and let
the bull pass through the pasture, out the back gate.

The door opened a third time. A smile came across his face. This was the weakest,
scrawniest little bull he had ever seen. This one was his bull. As the bull came running
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by, he positioned himself just right and jumped at just the exact moment. He grabbed...
but the bull had no tail!

Life is full of opportunities. Some will be easy to take advantage of, some will be
difficult. But once we let them pass (often in hopes of something better), those
opportunities may never again be available. So always grab the first opportunity.

WAIT FOR THE BRICK

A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a
bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting out from between
parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed,
no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door! He slammed
on the brakes and drove the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown. The
angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up
against a parked car, shouting, "What was that all about and who are you?
Just what the heck are you doing?
That's a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money.
Why did you do it?"
The young boy was apologetic. "Please mister ... please, I'm sorry... I didn't know what
else to do," he pleaded.
"I threw the brick because no one else would stop..."
With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just
around a parked car.
"It's my brother," he said.
"He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up."
Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, "Would you please help me get him
back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."
Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his
throat. He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out
his fancy handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts. A quick look told him
everything was going to be okay.
"Thank you and May God bless you," the grateful child told the stranger.
Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the little boy push his wheelchair-
bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home. It was a long, slow walk back to
the Jaguar. The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair
the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: Don't go
through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!
God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts. Sometimes when we don't have
time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us. It's our choice: Listen to the whisper ... or
wait for the brick!

OUR WEAKNESS CAN BECOME OUR STRENGTH ONE DAY.

A 10-year-old boy decided to study judo despite the fact that he had lost his left arm in
a devastating car accident. The boy began lessons with an old Japanese judo master.
The boy was doing well, so he couldn't understand why, after three months of training
the master had taught him only one move. "Sensei," the boy finally said, "Shouldn't I be
learning more moves?" "This is the only move you know, but this is the only move
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you'll ever need to know," the sensei replied. Not quite understanding, but believing in
his teacher, the boy kept training.
Several months later, the sensei took the boy to his first tournament. Surprising
himself, the boy easily won his first two matches. The third match proved to be more
difficult, but after some time, his opponent became impatient and charged; the boy
deftly used his one move to win the match. Still amazed by his success, the boy was
now in the finals. This time, his opponent was bigger, stronger, and more experienced.
For a while, the boy appeared to be overmatched. Concerned that the boy might get
hurt, the referee called a time-out. He was about to stop the match when the sensei
intervened.

"No," the sensei insisted, "Let him continue." Soon after the match resumed, his
opponent made a critical mistake: he dropped his guard. Instantly, the boy used his
move to pin him. The boy had won the match and the tournament.

He was the champion. On the way home, the boy and sensei reviewed every move in
each and every match. Then the boy summoned the courage to ask what was really on
his mind. "Sensei, how did I win the tournament with only one move?" "You won for
two reasons," the sensei answered. "First, you've almost mastered one of the most
difficult throws in all of judo. And second, the only known defense for that move is for
your opponent to grab your left arm." The boy's biggest weakness had become his
biggest strength.

"Sometimes we feel that we have certain weaknesses and we blame god, the
circumstances and our self for it but we never know that our weakness can become our
strength one day. Each of us is special and important, so never think you have any
weakness, never think of pride or pain, just live your life to its fullest and extract the
best out of it!"

THE HUMMING BIRD

Once, long ago, there was a young boy who lived in a distant land called Tandow. He
was a cheerful lad with not a care in the world. A special friend had he, the little blue
humming bird. Now this little boy don't have a lot of great friends, but the little bird
and the boy were inseparable friends.

The boy loved the little humming bird so, he built him a home. The bird also loved the
boy and would follow him wherever he would go. As time went by their love grew and
grew.

Then one day the young lad met a pretty young girl in school. The girl had long blonde
hair, blue eyes, and a cute little smile. This was about the time of the biggest dance of
the year. All the boy could think about was how he would love to take the girl to the
dance. He gathered his courage all day and at the end of school confronted the girl and
asked her to go with him to the dance. Now this young girl was very popular and felt
she didn't want to be seen with the boy who cared for her so, she did not want to hurt
his feelings and so figured out a way to avoid saying no or yes. she told the boy if he
bought her a red rose she would escort him to the dance. This hurt the little boy
because he knew that in the land of Tandow there had never been a red rose, in fact the
only roses in the land of Tandow were white. On the way home the boy kept mumbling

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to himself why couldn't she have asked for a white rose. There were hundreds of them
in his front yard.

Feeling sorry for himself the boy didn't even notice his friend the humming bird
fluttering above him. Now the bird loved him so, that it could tell instantly the boy was
troubled.

The bird hovered closer as the boy mumbled on home. Now the bird knew why the boy
was so troubled.

The bird could not rest all the night long, it pondered all night, a solution to the boy's
problem. finally as the sun began to rise the answer to how the bird could help his best
friend entered his mind.

The little blue humming bird flew to a rose bush and searched for a large rose with a
stem bearing thorns directly above it. Now the bird chose a thorn and with all the
power in his wings cast his small body against the sharp thorn. It entered with great
pain, as the tear drops of blood fell upon the white petals of the rose.

Now as the boy was ready for school, as he left the house he saw a red rose, he could
hardly believe it, he ran to the bush and plucked the red rose. In his excitement he
failed to notice the lifeless little body that lay below the bush in a puddle of blood.
Happy as could be, he began with his red rose on his way to school. Before he got there
some other boys playing football in a field called to him and asked him to come and
play. His first thought was, no he had something more important to do. But they
begged him and said they really needed him to even the teams. He looked at the rose,
then them, then back at the rose. He said to himself. Ah!!! she didn't really want to go
with me anyway. Then throwing the rose down the boy went and played football.

1. The humming bird is Christ.

2. The boy is each of us.
3. The rose is the atonement.
4. The girl is eternal life.
5. The football game is the worldly things we sometimes feel are so important.

JO BHI HOTA HAI ACCHE KE LIYE HOTA HAI !!!

An old story is told of a king in Africa who had a close friend with whom he grew up.
The friend had a habit of looking at every situation that ever occurred in his life
(positive or negative) and remarking, This is good!

One day the king and his friend were out on a hunting expedition. The friend would
load and prepare the guns for the king. The friend had apparently done something
wrong in preparing one of the guns, for after taking the gun from his friend, the king
fired it and his thumb was blown off. Examining the situation the friend remarked as
usual, This is good! To which the king replied, No, this is NOT good! And proceeded to
send his friend to jail.

About a year later, the king was hunting in an area that he should have known to stay
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clear of. Cannibals captured him and took him to their village. They tied his hands,
stacked some wood, set up a stake and bound him to the stake.

As they came near to set fire to the wood, they noticed that the king was missing a
thumb. Being superstitious, they never ate anyone that was less than whole. So
untying the king, they sent him on his way. As he returned home, he was reminded of
the event that had taken his thumb and felt remorse for his treatment of his friend. He
went immediately to the jail to speak with his friend. You were right, he said, it was
good that my thumb was blown off. And he proceeded to tell the friend all that had just
happened. And so I am very sorry for sending you to jail for so long. It was bad for me
to do this.

No, his friend replied, This is good!

What do you mean, ‘this is good' How could it be good that I sent my friend to jail for a
year

If I had NOT been in jail, I would have been with you.

“YOU ARE WHAT YOU BELIEVE”

The most important quality you can ever develop is having belief in yourself. The belief
that you can, without a shadow of a doubt achieve success in every area of your life.
Virtually every person has the capacity to do wonderful things with his or her life. But
the greatest single obstacle for most people is self-doubt. Many people wish they could
accomplish certain things but lack the belief that they can actually do it.

When people under achieve in any part of their life, it is their belief more than
anything else that holds them back. Self-limiting beliefs acts as breaks on our ability
to achieve our goals. Many of us have high hopes, dreams, and aspirations, but we let
doubts creep in and undermine our talents, abilities, and effectiveness.

Each one of us has feelings of inferiority because we feel that we are not good enough.
We think that we are not as good as other people, and we feel that we are not good
enough to acquire and enjoy the things we want in life. Often we feel that we don’t
deserve good things. Even if we work hard and have some achievements in our life, we
often feel that we are not really entitled to our success.

The Universal Law of Belief says that whatever we believe, with feeling becomes our
reality. We don’t believe what we see; instead, we see what we believe. Our beliefs
form a screen as to how we see the world, and we never allow any information that is
not consistent with our beliefs to pass through it. Even if we have beliefs that are
totally inconsistent with reality, we won’t let them through because our beliefs have
become true for us.

The most common and also the most harmful beliefs are the ones that are self-
limiting. These are beliefs about yourself. For example, believing that you can’t achieve
something because you don’t have enough money or education. You might believe you
can’t achieve something because you are the wrong sex, race, age or it is because of the

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economy. Most of these beliefs are not true, but neverthe less they can & they will hold
you back.

The fact is, you deserve every good thing that you are capable of acquiring through the
use of your talents.
The only real limitation on what you can be and have is if you lack the desire. If you
set a goal and you badly want to achieve it, nothing in the world can stop you from
achieving it, as long as you’re willing to persist long and hard enough.

To develop positive beliefs, you have to decide exactly where you want to end up in the
future. The clearer you are about the result you want in your future, the easier it will
be for you to change your actions and behaviors in the short term. This in turn, will
assure that you achieve what you want in the long term.

Once you’ve clearly decided on the type of person you want to be, you will have
already taken a major first step in developing new beliefs. In order to incorporate
your new beliefs into your every day life, you have to discipline yourself to act exactly
in every situation as if you already were that person. When you begin to act like the
successful person you want to become, you will actually adopt their values, qualities,
and characteristics. And they will then become a permanent part of your personality.

If you consistently act like the person you want to become every day and in every
situation it will begin a chain reaction. Your attitude will change and become more
positive. This will then build stronger and more positive beliefs. And your beliefs will
then, exert a positive influence on your values.

You have no limitations on your potential except for those that you believe you have.
Successful people are not extraordinary or special in any way. They are not different
from you or I. But, all successful people do have the unwavering belief that they can
accomplish anything that they really want in life.

You are a good person. From this day forward, see yourself as the very best you can
be, and refuse to accept any limitations on your possibilities. Once you develop that
belief in yourself, and you act in accordance with your beliefs, your future will be
unlimited.
“I Can - Not because I THINK I can ~ But because I Strongly BELIEVE That I Can”

DON'T CHANGE THE WORLD

Once upon a time, there was a king who ruled a prosperous country. One day, he went
for a trip to some distant areas of his country. When he was back to his palace, he
complained that his feet were very painful, because it was the first time that he went
for such a long trip, and the road that he went through was very rough and stony. He
then ordered his people to cover every road of the entire country with leather.
Definitely, this would need thousands of cows' skin, and would cost a huge amount of
money.

Then one of his wise servants dared himself to tell the king, "Why do you have to spend
that unnecessary amount of money? Why don't you just cut a little piece of leather to
cover your feet?"

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The king was surprised, but he later agreed to his suggestion, to make a "shoe" for
himself.

There is actually a valuable lesson of life in this story: to make this world a happy
place to live, you better change yourself - your heart; and not the world.

HELP OTHERS TO HELP OUR OWN SELF

There was a Nebraska farmer who grew award-winning corn. Each year he entered
his corn in the state fair where it won a blue ribbon...
One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learned something interesting
about how he grew it. The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn
with his neighbors.
"How can you afford to share your best seed corn with your neighbors when they are
entering corn in competition with yours each year?" the reporter asked.
"Why sir," said the farmer, "didn't you know? The wind picks up pollen from the
ripening corn and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbors grow inferior corn,
cross-pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I am to grow good
corn, I must help my neighbors grow good corn."
He is very much aware of the connectedness of life. His corn cannot improve unless his
neighbor's corn also improves.
So it is in other dimensions. Those who choose to be at peace must help their neighbors
to be at peace. Those who choose to live well must help others to live well, for the value
of a life is measured by the lives it touches. And those who choose to be happy must
help others to find happiness for the welfare of each is bound up with the welfare of all.
The lesson for each of us is this: if we are to grow good corn, we must help our
neighbors grow good corn.

TREES THAT WOOD

Once there were three trees on a hill in the woods. They were discussing their hopes
and dreams when the first tree said, "Someday I hope to be a treasure chest. I could be
filled with gold, silver and precious gems. I could be decorated with intricate carving
and everyone would see the beauty."
Then the second tree said, "Someday I will be a mighty ship. I will take kings and
queens across the waters and sail to the corners of the world. Everyone will feel safe in
me because of the strength of my hull."
Finally the third tree said, "I want to grow to be the tallest and straightest tree in the
forest. People will see me on top of the hill and look up to my branches, and think of the
heavens and God and how close to them I am reaching. I will be the greatest tree of all
time and people will always remember me."
After a few years of praying that their dreams would come true, a group of woodsmen
came upon the trees. When one came to the first tree he said, "This looks like a strong
tree, I think I should be able to sell the wood to a carpenter" ... and he began cutting it
down. The tree was happy, because he knew that the carpenter would make him into a
treasure chest.

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At the second tree a woodsman said, "This looks like a strong tree, I should be able to
sell it to the shipyard." The second tree was happy because he knew he was on his way
to becoming a mighty ship.
When the woodsmen came upon the third tree, the tree was frightened because he
knew that if they cut him down his dreams would not come true. One of the woodsmen
said, "I don't need anything special from my tree so I'll take this one", and he cut it
down.
When the first tree arrived at the carpenters, he was made into a feed box for animals.
He was then placed in a barn and filled with hay. This was not at all what he had
prayed for. The second tree was cut and made into a small fishing boat. His dreams of
being a mighty ship and carrying kings had come to an end. The third tree was cut into
large pieces and left alone in the dark. The years went by, and the trees forgot about
their dreams.
Then one day, a man and woman came to the barn. She gave birth and they placed the
baby in the hay in the feed box that was made from the first tree. The man wished that
he could have made a crib for the baby, but this manger would have to do. The tree
could feel the importance of this event and knew that it had held the greatest treasure
of all time. Years later, a group of men got in the fishing boat made from the second
tree. One of them was tired and went to sleep. While they were out on the water, a
great storm arose and the tree didn't think it was strong enough to keep the men safe.
The men woke the sleeping man, and he stood and said "Peace" and the storm stopped.
At this time, the tree knew that it had carried the King of Kings in its boat.
Finally, someone came and got the third tree. It was carried through the streets as the
people mocked the man who was carrying it. When they came to a stop, the man was
nailed to the tree and raised in the air to die at the top of a hill. When Sunday came, the
tree came to realize that it was strong enough to stand at the top of the hill and be as
close to God as was possible, because Jesus had been crucified on it.
The moral of this story is that when things don't seem to be going your way, always
know that God has a plan for you. If you place your trust in Him, He will give you
great gifts. Each of the trees got what they wanted, just not in the way they had
imagined. We don't always know what God's plans are for us. We just know that His
ways are not our ways, but His ways are always best.

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