Friday, May 9, 2014

THE DARK CANDLE


THE DARK CANDLE
 
A man had a little daughter--an only and much beloved child.  He lived only for her, she was his life. So when she became ill and her illness resisted the efforts of the best obtainable physicians, he became like a man possessed, moving heaven and earth to bring about her restoration to health.
His best efforts proved fruitless, however, and the child died. The father was totally irreconcilable.  He became a bitter recluse, shutting himself away from his many friends, refusing every activity that might restore his poise and bring him back to his normal self. He was filled with vengeance and would not treat anybody kindly. He lost hope on humanity and refused to be normal. 
    
Then one night he had a dream.  He was in heaven and witnessing a grand pageant of all the little child angels. They were marching in an apparently endless line past the Great White Throne.  Every white-robed, angelic tot carried a candle.  He noticed, however, that one child's candle was not lit.  Then he saw that the child with the dark candle was his own little girl.  Rushing towards her, while the pageant faltered, he seized her in his arms, caressed her tenderly, and asked, "How is that your candle is the only one not lit?"  "Father, they often relight it, but your tears always put it out again," she said.
Just then he awoke from his dream. The lesson was crystal clear, and it's effects were immediate. From that hour on he was no longer a recluse, but mingled freely and cheerfully with his former friends and associates. No longer would his little darling's candle be extinguished by his tears but rather he would light it by caring for other children thus bringing a smile on her angelic face in heaven.
 
~ When we live for someone and love so unconditionally it becomes infinitely eternal, it has to breathe beyond any confines and it does not matter where we are but how we are! ~

Friday, April 11, 2014

MIND YOUR TONGUE

MIND YOUR TONGUE



As a King and his Queen were sitting in their palace one day, a fisherman who was selling fresh fish was brought in front of them. The King decided to buy a fish and gave the fisherman 4000 dirham for it.

The fisherman was overjoyed. He thanked the King and left.

The Queen turned to her husband in anger and scolded him for paying so much for a fish. The King said that the fish was purchased and that there was nothing that could be done about it.

However, the Queen was adamant and insisted that the fisherman be brought back.

"We will ask the fisherman about the gender of the fish," she said. "If he answers that it is female, we will say that we wanted a male fish and if his response is that it is male, we will say that we wanted a female fish! Either way, we will be able to return the fish and have our money back."

So the poor fisherman was called back and was asked the question. The fisherman sensing some danger, replied, "The fish is neither male or female. It is neutral."

The King was impressed by the ingenuity of the man and before the Queen could say anything further, he ordered another 4000 dirham to be paid to him. The fisherman thanked the King again but as he was about to leave with the heavy bag of money, one of the coins fell onto the floor. The fisherman immediately bent down to look for the coin. The Queen was already upset that the fisherman had been given 8000 dirham.

"Look how miserly this man is!" the Queen exclaimed. "One coin has fallen out of his bag full of money and he searches for it instead of leaving it for some other poor servant to find."

The man heard this remark and said, "O Queen, it is not out of miserliness that I search for the coin but rather because it had the picture of the generous King on it. I would not tolerate anyone to cause dishonour to the King by treading on the coin."

The King was so happy with this response that he immediately called for another 4000 dirham to be given to the fisherman. When the Queen saw all this, she thought it was better to hold her tongue and let the man go with the 12000 dirham before the King decided to increase the amount again.
~ Speech is an Art. If one knows what, when and how to talk then such a person will be successful in life. Your tongue is the translator of your intellect. In other words, a person's intellect and wisdom is recognized through his or her speech. ~
 

Friday, April 4, 2014

THE LIZARD STORY


THE LIZARD STORY
 
In order to renovate the house, Kiko broke open the wall. Japanese houses normally have a hollow space between the wooden walls. When tearing down the walls, he found that there was a lizard stuck there because a nail from outside hammered into one of its feet. He sees this, feels pity, and at the same time curious. Curious because when he checked the nail, he realized that the nail was nailed 10 years ago when the house was first built !
What happened? Why did the lizard survive in such position for 10 years? In a dark wall partition for 10 years without moving, it is impossible and mind-boggling.
So Kiko stopped his work and observed the lizard, what it has been doing, and what and how it has been eating.
Later, not knowing from where it came, appears another lizard, with food in its mouth.
Ah! He was stunned and touched deeply. For the lizard that was stuck by nail, another lizard had been feeding it for the past 10 years...
Imagine? It has been doing that untiringly for 10 long years, without giving up hope on its partner.
~ Tough times and situations are to ensure us as to who care for us, unconditionally. ~

Friday, March 28, 2014

THE ROTTEN POTATOES


A kindergarten teacher decided to teach an important lesson to the class. The teacher told each child in the class to bring along a plastic bag containing few potatoes. Each potato would be given a name of a person that the child hates.
So when the day came, every child brought some potatoes with the name of the people he/she hated. Some had 2 potatoes; some 3 while some up to 5 potatoes.
The teacher then told the children to carry with them the potatoes in the plastic bag wherever they go for 3 days.
After two days the children started to complain due to the unpleasant smell let out by the rotten potatoes. Besides, those having 5 potatoes also had to carry heavier bags.
The teacher asked: "How did you feel while carrying the potatoes with you ?" 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..  
The teacher said: "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 you cannot tolerate the smell of rotten potatoes for just few days, can you imagine what it means to have the stench of hatred in your heart for your lifetime?"
~ The greatest of all is humanity and forgiveness gives life to it, although sounds easy but most difficult to practice ~

SEARCHING IN SILENCE


There once was a farmer who discovered that he had lost his watch in the barn. It was no ordinary watch because it had sentimental value for him. After searching high and low among the hay for a long while; he gave up and enlisted the help of a group of children playing outside the barn.
He promised them that the person who found it would be rewarded.
Hearing this, the children hurried inside the barn, went through and around the entire stack of hay but still could not find the watch. Just when the farmer was about to give up looking for his watch, a little boy went up to him and asked to be given another chance.
The farmer looked at him and thought, "Why not? After all, this kid looks sincere enough."
So the farmer sent the little boy back in the barn. After a while the little boy came out with the watch in his hand! The farmer was both happy and surprised and so he asked the boy how he succeeded where the rest had failed.
The boy replied, "I did nothing but sit on the ground and listen. In the silence, I heard the ticking of the watch and just looked for it in that direction."
~ The ability to be an extra-ordinary is as uncommon as one finds himself on the path, one’s belief, determination, and attitude play the major role~

Monday, March 3, 2014

THE STAG STORY

A Stag, which lived in a jungle, decided to go for an outing with his family to another forest. The stag and his family enjoyed the new jungle, which had thick bushes and trees. There- was plenty to eat for all of them.
All of a sudden, the antlers of the stag got caught in the overhanging branches of a tree. The stag struggled hard, but could not free himself. His wife and baby kept on watching helplessly
The stag thought, “Everything was fine till now. Now, I am stuck. We won’t be able to reach our home until I have my antlers free. How unlucky I am! We came here for having a good time, but I think this is the worst period of my life.”
The stag struggled for some more time but it was exhausted. He finally gave up and kept standing there helplessly. The three of them had to spend the whole night like this. The stag kept cursing his fate.
The next morning, a woodcutter who came along saw the stag with his antlers entangled with the branches. He quickly understood the situation, and took pity on the stag. Soon, the woodcutter cut down the branches of the tree and set the stag free.
The stag thanked the woodcutter and rushed back home with his family on reaching home he was shocked to. Learn that a pack of lions had attacked their area, the previous day. Many lives were lost. Some of the dose friends of the stag were also killed.
Within the flash of a second, the stag realized that he and his family were saved because his antlers had got caught in the branches. The moments which he considered to be the life turned out to be the worst period of his life turned out to be the most fortunate for him. He thanked God for having saved his life.
~ What we consider as “The worst period of our life” might turn out to be “The best period of our life”. Welcome the adversities of life with a smile! ~

Friday, September 13, 2013

The Cost of a Miracle

An eight-year-old child heard her parents talking about her little brother. All she knew was that he was very sick and they had no money left. Only a very costly surgery could save him now and there was no one to loan them the money. When she heard her daddy say to her tearful mother with whispered desperation, 'Only a miracle can save him now', the little girl went to her bedroom and pulled her piggy bank from its hiding place in the closet. She poured all the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Clutching the precious piggy bank tightly, she slipped out the back door and made her way six blocks to the local drugstore.

She took a quarter from her bank and placed it on the glass counter. "And what do you want?" asked the pharmacist. "It's for my little brother," the girl answered back. "He's really very sick and I want to buy a miracle." "I beg your pardon?" said the pharmacist. "His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my daddy says only a miracle can save him. So how much does a miracle cost?" "We don't sell miracles here, child. I'm sorry," the pharmacist said, smiling sadly at the little girl. In the shop was a well-dressed customer. He stooped down and asked the little girl, "How much do you have?". "One dollar and eleven cents.” "Well, what a coincidence," smiled the man, he said, "Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the kind of miracle you need."

That well-dressed man was Dr Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specialising in neuro-surgery.  When asked how much the surgery would cost, Dr. Armstrong told that parents that he would tell the cost only after the operation. The operation was a success and it wasn't long before Andrew was home again and doing well. "That surgery," her mom whispered, "was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost? " she asked with a nervous voice. The father was still as he knew he could not afford whatever the cost was. The doctor smiled and said as he packed his equipment “One dollar and eleven cents ... plus the faith of a little child.”


Sometimes being generous may act like a miracle but it also requires the other side to be having a selflessness nature, something for humanity. ~