No Matter if It Matters To just One

One early morning. An old man was walking across the beach. Suddenly he came across a cute young boy who was throwing something into the breaking waves. 

While inspecting closely, the old man saw that the boy was throwing stranded starfish from the sandy beach, back into the ocean.

Curiously the man asked,  “What are you doing, dear child?"
The boy smiled and suddenly answered, "The starfishes are still on the beach, they may die as soon as the sun rises."

Laughing at the boy, the old man replied, "This is ridiculous, There is thousands of kilometers of the beach and infinite number of starfishes. It will not matter, how many starfishes you throw back into ocean, you can not make a difference."

“It matters to this one,” the boy said as he threw another starfish into the waves. 

Moral : Your effort may be small, but if your intention is good, your action will help at least a few. It doesn't matter to make a difference always, what matters is to think in a different way.   

An Inspirational Poem : Don't Quit

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit-
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,

As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a fellow turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow -
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than

It seems to a faint and faltering man;
Often the struggler has given up
Whe he might have captured the victor's cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out -

The silver tint in the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It might be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit -
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.

The Happiest Man : A story from Danny Kaye.

Danny Kaye

"Following is an inspirational story written by Danny Kaye, famous Hollywood entertainer of his time."

Part 1

Jacob kominiski never achieved fame and never accumulated wealth.

He was a simple tailor, and pleased to be one. He walked the streets of our Brooklyn neighbourhood with great dignity , but always with a glint of laughter in his eye. He was my father, and most successful human being I ever knew.

As a child I didn’t fully understand his worth. When I saw how hard he worked for so little material award I felt sorry for him and a little ashamed at his lack of ambition. I was wrong on both counts.

He worked for a Seventh Avenue dress manufacturer and one summer evening he brought home an enormous sketch pad, a handful of soft pencils, and some wool and silk and cotton swatches. He announced that the boss was giving him a chance to become a dress designer, something he had long hoped for.

Night after night he worked until midnight or later. A slight man with thin fair hair and shoulders rounded by his trade, he stood by the kitchen table, bending over the sketch pad to make quick, swirling lines while mother at near by, mending. She was a beautiful woman with long aburn hair piled high above a serene face.

Supposedly asleep in the next room, my two brothers and I listened to the nightly routine : the sisbilance of pencil on paper for a long time, then pop calling mother, “Chaya, come look.”

Her dress rustled as she moved to stand beside him. Sometimes she made a suggestion for a change; usually she said, “I think it’s just fine.” And sometimes pop would draw an outstanding ornament so they could both laugh. Laughter was the part of everything he did.

When at last the sketches were finished, he took them off to work. Nothing more was said about them. Eventually I asked him, “Pop, what happened to the drawings?”

“Oh,” he said, “They weren’t any good.” Seeing my dismay he said, “Danny, a man can’t do everything in this world but he can do one job well. I found out I am not a good designer, but I am a good tailor.”

And there I found the key to the man, the key that let me understand better as I grew older. Jacob Kominiski never pretended to be something he wasn’t. Free from vanity or unrealisable ambition he was able to enjoy each day as it came.

The core of pop’s happiness was his family. Almost any event served as an excuse for a reunion with all our uncles and aunts and cousins. Such laughter and jokes and sheer loving exuberance  and all sparked by my mother and father. They were always the first couple on the floor to dance, and the first to start singing the old folk songs. While the rest of us clapped hands to the rhythm. Part of Pop’s pleasure was showing off his wife , a shy sort of reverence. He thought no one in the world could match her. He once said of her, ” Where she walks there is light. “

Every night at dinner he reported the amusing things that happened in during the day. (We never heard of any defeats or frustrations.) The most ordinary events were hilarious when pop told us about them.

Part 2

Pop enjoyed all men, but he reserved his friendship for a few – especially five cronies who had emigrated with him from Russia at the time of First World War. Once a month they gather in our kitchen for an evening of talk. All these men had achieved business success. Yet in many matters it was to Jacob Kominiski they turned for advice, knowing that he saw life clearly and his opinions could not be warped by envy.

They came to our rather shabby neighbourhood in big cars, wearing expensive suits, and smoking cigars. I once asked my mother, “Why do they come here instead of meeting in their own big houses?”

She thought for a moment, and then said, “I think may be they left best part of themselves here. They need to come back to it every now and then.”

When I was 13 my mother died. Through my own grief I was aware of the great loss these was to Pop. But he made only one reference to almost insupportable sadness. He said, “To be happy everyday is to be not happy at all. ” He was saying to his sons that happiness is not state achieve and keep, but something that must be won over and over, no matter what the defeats and losses.

In my early teens I ran away from home for the simple reason that I was bursting with curiosity about the world outside Brooklyn. I talked a pal of mine into going with me. Our thumbs got us lifts, we sang for food, and at night we appeared at the local police station to announce we were hitchhiking to relatives and asked to be put in a cell until morning. It worked well until we reached a small town in Delaware.

The chief of Police said, “You kids look like a couple of runaways. You say you are from Brooklyn? I shall just telephone and see if there ‘wanted’ on you.”

He found that there was indeed a missing person alarm for me. He soon had my father on the phone. After hearing I was alright, Pop seemed to relax.” You want me to send him home?”, the chief asked. “Oh, no”, father said. ” He wants to find out something. He will come home when he is ready.”

I was on the road for two weeks, and when I finally walked down the familiar street towards our house I began to get apprehensive. I was afraid I had hurt Pop by running away. How could I find the right words to explain to him why I went?

As it turned out, it was Pop who found the right words. When I came through the front door he looked up from his news paper, and a wonderfully warm and relieved smile went over his face. Then he gave me a wink and said, “There’s food in the ice box, Danny.” The words he had always greeted me with when I came home from school or play. So nothing had changed between us. He understood me, and my searching and longings, so unlike his own or my brothers.

Part 3

His patience with me during my late teens was infinite. Both my brothers had jobs and were hardworking, responsible citizens, but I was moody and restless and could not settled down. I wanted to express myself, but I didn’t know how. Pop supported me uncomplainingly; once a week I found a five-dollar note tucked beneath my pillow, to save me the embarrassment of openly receiving pocket money.

My shortcomings did not escape the notice of Pop’s cronies. Every time they gathered in our kitchen they would ask, “Danny got a job yet?” Pop would shake his head and change the subject.

One evening I heard a voice say, “Jacob, I speak to you as a friend must speak. Danny is becoming a loafer. You should not allow this to happen.”

Pop said, “My son is searching for something he can devote his life to. I can’t tell him what it is. He shall never be happy unless he finds it for himself. It may take him longer than others, but he shall find it. I do not worry about him.”

Later that year I got a job as an entertainer, and suddenly I knew this was the career I had been searching for. The world of the theater was far removed from the world of Jacob Komoniski, the tailor, yet I found myself returning to him time and again, for the same reason his cronies did.

When I was 20, I got what every actor dreams of a permanent job! The A. B. Marcus show, ‘La Vie Paree’, was an extravaganza that had been touring the world for a quarter of century, and I joined the cast. We played the orient for a couple of years and then returned to the states for a series of one night stands when we reached the New York area, I went home to see Pop.

I had a problem, and I put it in front of him. This was at the depth of Depression (of 1929 which resulted from the collapse of U S stock market), actors were out of work by the hundreds, yet I wanted to leave the show because I needed new experiences and challenges. But also I was scared.

Pop heard me out, then said, “It’s very good to have a steady job.You shouldn’t be ashamed of liking it. But there are some people who always have to test themselves, to stretch their wings and try new winds. If you think you can find more happiness and usefulness this way, then you should do it.”

This advice came from a man who had never left a secured job in his life, who had the European tradition of family conformity and responsibility, but who knew I was different. He understood what I needed to do and he helped me to do it.

For the next few years I worked in nightclubs, and then I got my big theatrical break, appearing in ‘Lady In The Dark’ with Gertrude Lawrence.

After that I went to Hollywood , but even the glamour of movie capital did not awe Pop.

For some of the time between his retirement and his death at the age of 80 Pop lived with me and my family there. We had a big party one evening, and soon there was a crowd round him listening to his stories about Brooklyn and his Ukrainian Legends.

That I thought Pop might enjoy hearing some of the old folk songs we used to sing, the music and the memories were too much for him to resist, and he came over to join me. I faded away, and he was in the middle of the room singing alone, in a clear, true voice. He sang for 15 minutes before some of the World’s highest-paid entertainers. When he finished there was a thunderous applause.

This simple, kindly old man singing of our European roots had touched something deep in these sophisticated people. I remember what my mother had said about Pop’s rich cronies: “I think may be they left best part of themselves here. They need to come back to it every now and then.”

I knew the applause that night was not just for a performance, it was for a MAN.

Note : The story was there in the syllabus of rapid reading section in 12th class.

Think before you judge : Put yourself in someone's shoes

In a local bus, a man was sitting with his boy. The boy was too much naughty and he was having fun in the bus. He was shouting, clapping and was roaming around every seat of the bus. He was enjoying his travel too much.

His father, on the other hand was sitting quietly staring the environment outside the window.

This scene became unbearable for a lady, who sat just behind the seat of the man. Angrily she shouted, "Can't you look at your son? He is shouting, wandering and troubling the passengers? Don't he have the seriousness of the situation that where he is and how should he behave?"

In continuation she said, "Haven't you taught him to enjoy without disturbing to others? What are these ill manners?''

The man with tears in his eyes turned to the lady and humbly replied, "Sorry miss for the behavior of my child. Really he is not having the the seriousness of the situation. He is enjoying for the reason that he is going to meet his mom.... How can I tell him that she is no more now and you will not meet her ever.. How can tell him...?" The man went on crying like a child.

The lady was so disappointed. She felt so guilty for her reaction and felt very sad for the young boy and the man.

The lady who was thinking of the naughtiness and ill manners of the boy was thinking now about his innocence. She spoke herself that how the cute boy will survive without his mother. Later she prayed to the god and said sorry to the man.

Moral : 
Don't judge any person or situation that appears as to you. You can understand someone only if you can put yourself in someone's shoes.

Does God Exists : A Short Story to Contemplate.

A man was sitting in a train reading “The Bible”. Another man entered the coupe and sat opposite him. He could not contain himself and hence asked him – “Hello, what are you reading?”
The man replied “the Bible”.
The another man said “I am surprised that you read the Bible in this era of science, where everything can be explained scientifically. Reading the bible is just blind faith”.
Saying thus he advanced his business card and introduced himself as a scientist and insisted that the first man call on him to see him so that he could explain further.
As the scientist was about to get off the train, he said “Sorry…I did not get your name”.
The first man said “I am Thomas Alva Edison”. The scientist was taken aback.
He asked “Sir, please tell me when I could come and see you”.
So a date and time was fixed and on the appointed day the scientist went to meet Edison. In Edison’s house, the scientist’s eye fell on an immaculate mechanical model of the solar system.
Edison said “Nobody, yesterday it was not there – today it just appeared in his house on its own”.
The scientist gave a small snort of a laugh and said “How is that possible? Jokes apart, Sir, please tell me who made it”.
Edison insisted that it just appeared. The scientist retorted that logically and scientifically speaking, it is an impossibility that it suddenly appeared.
Edison finally said “When you scientists say that the whole Cosmos was not there before and then one fine day it suddenly appeared and you ask us to believe it, why should not a small model similarly appear?”  

(Story adapted from one of the discourses by T T Rangarajan)
This brings us to one of the fundamental principles of cause and effect – where there is an effect, there must be a cause. When there is a painting, there should be a painter. If there is a creation, there should be a creator. If the Universe we see exists, there should be a phenomenon which created it.
If we try to trace the origin of anything you see in this world, you will end up either stagnating or getting in circles. A popular example in this context is that of the chicken and the egg. Where does the egg come from – Chicken…where does the Chicken come from – Egg….and so on. We do not know which came first – the Chicken or the Egg. The cause for the chicken is the egg and the cause for the egg is the chicken. Whichever came first, it must have been created by someone or something. It must have a source or cause.
Every cause arises from a previous cause. The ultimate or the very first cause is what we call as God – the one with no cause before him. Hence we can conclude, whatever we can see and what we cannot… just cannot be there without a creator or the source, call it whatever. Call the phenomenon - God, Krishna, Our Father, Abba, Allah, Wahe Guru, the Spirit, Atman, Purna Shakthi or anything - The creator exists and He is the Cause of all Causes.

Note : The story is conveyed from

Biggest robbery : The robbery of our consciousness.

One fine morning, Sameer's mom was doing her routine job. She went so much angry when she got message that her maid was unable to come for the work.

Angry mom started shouting on her husband and boy that how could she complete the entire tasks. She used very bad words for the maid saying that she spoiled her morning. She then had battle with her husband and he had to left office without lunchbox. Sameer too went college calming mom saying "Don't worry mom, I will help you when I get back in the noon."

In this story, "not coming of the maid" was a situation and the anger shown by Sameer's mom was the "reaction." which not only spoiled her time but her behavior too. That too, with the persons who were not at all responsible for the situation. 

She could happily respond to the situation if she could help herself to get protect her consciousness. It was stolen by the maid (actually by the situation) in front of her eyes and still she didn't realized the robbery.

Moral : In day today life, we need to be very careful and conscious to respond the situations and not to react. We should not give our minds' remote control to anyone's hand. 

Illusion : Real Story of The Dress

Hi Friends,
This is something different than than the usual motivational stories. Many of you might have heard or might have seen the dress which became viral since February 2015. It's a story of the dress which makes illusion to the viewers.

I am posting the photo of #TheDress below :

This is a photograph that became a viral Internet sensation on 26 February 2015, when viewers disagreed over whether the colours of the item of clothing depicted were black and blue or white and gold.
The phenomenon revealed differences in human colour perception which have been the subject of ongoing scientific investigation in neuroscience and vision science.
The photo originated from a washed-out colour photograph of a dress posted on the social networking service Tumblr. In the first week after the surfacing of the image alone, more than 10 million tweets mentioned the dress, using hashtags such as #thedress, #whiteandgold, and #blackandblue. Although the actual colour was eventually confirmed as blue and black.

For more details do visit :  

 Now a same thing is trending about optical illusion about colour of #TheShoes

Do search and find on internet.

Do see which colour do you actually see for #thedress shown above. Do share and ask your friends too.. see the magic !!!

Face the fear : An ispirational story of Swami Vivekananda

One day in the morning period, in Sarnath, after visiting the goddess Durga Temple, Swami Vivekananda was passing through a place, where there was a large tank of water on one side and a very high wall on the other side.

Here, he was surrounded by a troop of large monkeys. They were not willing to allow Swamiji to pass through and there was no other way than that. As he tried to walk past them, they howled and shrieked and clutched at his feet. As they pressed closer, he began to run; but the faster he ran the bolder the monkeys got and they attempted to bite at him.

When it seemed impossible for him to escape, he heard an old sannyasi (monk) calling out to him: Face the brutes! 

The words brought him to his senses. He stopped running and turned majestically to boldly face the irate monkeys. As soon as he did that, they fell back and fled! 

With reverence and gratitude he bowed and did pranam (salute) to the sannyasi, who smilingly responded with the same, and walked away.

Moral : Face your fear to overcome it. 

Honesty : you get what you give..

There was a farmer who sold a pound of butter to a baker. One day the baker decided to weigh the butter to see if he was getting the right amount, which he wasn’t. Angry about this, he took the farmer to court.

The judge asked the farmer if he was using any measure to weight the butter. The farmer replied, “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?”

“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.”

Moral of the story: In life, you get what you give. Don’t try and cheat others.

The Ant and the Grasshopper

In a field one summer's day a Grasshopper was hopping about, chirping and singing to its heart's content. An Ant passed by, bearing along with great toil an ear of corn he was taking to the nest.

     "Why not come and chat with me," said the Grasshopper, "instead of toiling and moiling in that way?"

     "I am helping to lay up food for the winter," said the Ant, "and recommend you to do the same."

     "Why bother about winter?" said the Grasshopper; "We have got plenty of food at present." But the Ant went on its way and continued its toil.

     When the winter came the Grasshopper had no food and found itself dying of hunger - while it saw the ants distributing every day corn and grain from the stores they had collected in the summer. Then the Grasshopper knew: It is best to prepare for days of need.

World is just a reflection of our inner thoughts.

Once there was a museum in which there was a room which was made of mirrors. Its wall, roof and even floor was made of mirrors.

One day care taker of that museum forgot to lock the back door of museum which lead directly to that mirror room.

A dog was roaming near that museum and by mistake entered that room. When dog was in middle of room and saw its own reflection and thought of it as that a whole pack of dogs were surrounding him from all sides.

Seeing this dog got scared and started to bark at reflections. Dog could see all the reflections barking at him in same way and because of mirror’s dog echo back after hitting at mirrors and got magnified. Frightened by it dog started to bark frantically.

Next morning, when museum guard entered the hall, there he found lifeless body of dog. There was no one to harm that dog but yet it died fighting its own reflections.

Everything around us is reflection of our own thoughts, feelings and actions. World acts like a a big mirror. So always try to be positive and good to others.

Importance of Greetings

A lady worked at a meat distribution factory. One day, when she finished with her work schedule, she went into the meat cold room (Freezer) to inspect something, but in a moment of misfortune, the door closed and she was locked inside with no help in sight.
Although she screamed and knocked with all her might, her cries went unheard as no one could hear her. Most of the workers had already gone, and outside the cold room it’s impossible to hear what was going on inside.

Five hours later, whilst she was at the verge of death, the security guard of the factory eventually opened the door.
She was miraculously saved from dying that day.

When she later asked the security guard how he had come to open the door, which wasn’t his usual work routine.

His explanation: ‘I’ve been working in this factory for 35 years, hundreds of workers come in and out every day, but you’re one of the few who greet me in the morning and say goodbye to me every night when leaving after work. Many treat me as if I’m invisible.

Today, as you reported for work, like all other days, you greeted me in your simple manner ‘Hello’. But this evening after working hours, I curiously observed that I had not heard your ‘Bye, see you tomorrow..
Hence, I decided to check around the factory. I look forward to your ‘hi’ and ‘bye’ every day because they remind me that I am someone.

By not hearing your farewell today, I knew something had happened. That’s why I was searching every where for you.

Moral : Everyday's small greetings can make us recognised. It creates a happy place in someone's mind.

The Butterfly

Once upon a time, a man found a butterfly that was starting to hatch from its cocoon. He sat down and watched the butterfly for hours as it struggled to force itself through a tiny hole. Then, it suddenly stopped making progress and looked like it was stuck.

Therefore, the man decided to help the butterfly out. He took a pair of scissors and cut off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily, although it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings.

The man thought nothing of it, and he sat there waiting for the wings to enlarge to support the butterfly. However, that never happened. The butterfly spent the rest of its life unable to fly, crawling around with small wings and a swollen body.

Despite the man’s kind heart, he didn’t understand that the restricting cocoon and the struggle needed by the butterfly to get itself through the small hole were God’s way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings to prepare itself for flying once it was free.

Moral of the story: Our struggles in life help to develop our strengths. Without struggles, we never grow and get stronger, so it’s important for us to tackle challenges on our own, and not rely on help from others all the time.

Money Can’t Buy Everything

Nick was a 10 year old boy. He was the only son to his parents. Nick’s father was a very busy businessman who could not spend time with his son. He came home after Nick slept, and was off to office before Nick woke up in the morning. Nick yearned for his father’s attention. He wanted to go outdoors and play with his father just like his friends did.

One day, Nick was surprised to see his father at home in the evening.

“Dad, it is a big surprise to see you at home,” Nick said.

“Yes son, my meeting was cancelled. So I’m at home. But after two hours I have to catch a flight,” his father replied.

“When will you be back?”

“Tomorrow noon.”

Nick was in deep thought for a while. Then he asked, “Dad, how much do you earn in a year?”

Nick’s father was taken aback. He said, “My dear son, it’s a very big amount and you won’t be able to understand it.”

“Ok dad, are you happy with the amount you earn?”

“Yes my dear. I’m very happy, and in fact I’m planning to launch our new branch and a new business in a few months. Isn’t that great?”

“Yes, dad. I’m happy to hear that. Can I ask you one more question?”

“Yes, dear.”

“Dad, can you tell me how much you earn in a day or even half a day?”

“Nick, why are you asking this question?” Nick’s father was perplexed.

But Nick was persistent. “Please answer me. Can you please tell me how much you earn in an hour?”

Nick’s father gave in and replied, “It will be around $ 25/- per hour.”

Nick ran to his room upstairs, and came down with his piggy bank that contained his savings.

“Dad, I have $50 in my piggy bank. Can you spare two hours for me? I want to go to the beach and have dinner with you tomorrow evening. Can you please mark this in your schedule?”

Nick’s father was speechless!

The greatest gift a parent can give his child is time. Money can’t buy everything!

A King's Painting

Once upon a time, there was a Kingdom. The king there only had one leg and one eye, but he was very intelligent and kind. Everyone in his kingdom lived a happy and a healthy life because of their king. One day the king was walking through the palace hallway and saw the portraits of his ancestors. He thought that one day his children will walk in the same hallway and remember all the ancestors through these portraits.

But, the king did not have his portrait painted. Due to his physical disabilities, he wasn’t sure how his painting would turn out. So he invited many famous painters from his and other kingdoms to the court. The king then announced that he wants a beautiful portrait made of himself to be placed in the palace. Any painter who can carry out this should come forward. He will be rewarded based on how the painting turns up.

All of the painters began to think that the king only has one leg and one eye. How can his picture be made very beautiful? It is not possible and if the picture does not turn out to look beautiful then the king will get angry and punish them. So one by one, all started to make excuses and politely declined to make a painting of the king.

But suddenly one painter raised his hand and said that I will make a very beautiful portrait of you which you will surely like. The king became happy hearing that and other painters got curious. The king gave him the permission and the painter started drawing the portrait. He then filled the drawing with paints. Finally, after taking a long time, he said that the portrait was ready!

All of the courtiers, other painters were curious and nervous thinking, How can the painter make the king’s portrait beautiful because the king is physically disabled? What if the king didn’t like the painting and gets angry? But when the painter presented the portrait, everyone in the court, including the king, left stunned.

The painter made a portrait in which the king was sitting on the horse, on the one-leg side, holding his bow and aiming the arrow with his one eye closed. The king was very pleased to see that the painter has made a beautiful portrait by cleverly hiding the king’s disabilities. The King gave him a great reward.

Moral: We should always think positive of others and ignore their deficiencies. We should learn to focus on the good things instead of trying to hide weaknesses. If we think and approach positively even in a negative situation, then we will be able to solve our problems more efficiently.

The Seven Wonders

Anna was a 9-year-old girl from the small village.  She finished attending elementary school till 4th grade at her village.  For the 5th grade onwards, she will have to get an admission in a school at a city nearby.  She got very happy knowing that she was accepted in a very reputed school in a city.  Today was the first day of her school and she was waiting for her school bus.  Once the bus came, she got in it quickly.  She was very excited.

Once the bus reached to her school, all students started going to their classes.  Anna also made it to her classroom after asking fellow students for direction.  Upon seeing her simple clothing and knowing she is from a small village, other students started making fun of her.  The teacher soon arrived and she asked everyone to keep quiet.  She introduced Anna to the class and told that she will be studying with them only from today.

Then the teacher told the students to be ready for the surprise test now!  She told everyone to write down the 7 wonders of the world.  Everyone started writing the answer quickly.   Anna started to write the answer slowly.

When everyone except Anna had submitted their answer paper, the teacher came and asked Anna, “What happened Dear?  Don’t worry, Just write what you know as other students have learned about it just a couple of days back”.

Anna replied, “I was thinking that there are so many things, which 7 I can pick to write!”   And, then she handed her answer paper to the teacher.  The teacher started reading everyone’s answers and the majority had answered them correctly such as The Great Wall of China, Colosseum, Stonehedge,  Great Pyramid of Giza, Leaning Tower of Pisa, Tajmahal, Hanging Gardens of Babylon etc.

The teacher was happy as students had remembered what she had taught them.  At last the teacher picked up Anna’s answer paper and started reading.

“The 7 Wonders are – To be able to See, To be able to Hear, To be able to Feel, To Laugh, To Think, To be Kind, To Love!”

The teacher stood stunned and the whole class was speechless.  Today, a girl from the small village reminded them about the precious gifts that god has given us, which are truly a wonder.

Moral:  Value what you have, use what you have, trust what you have.  You don’t always have to look away to find an inspiration.  God has given you all the strength to reach your goals.

Motivational Story of a Frog...

A group of frogs were traveling through the forest when two of them fell into a deep pit. When the other frogs saw how deep the pit was, they told the two frogs that there was no hope left for them.

However, the two frogs ignored their comrades and proceeded to try to jump out of the pit. However, despite their efforts, the group of frogs at the top of the pit were still saying that they should just give up as they’d never make it out.

Eventually, one of the frogs took heed of what the others were saying and he gave up, jumping even deeper to his death. The other frog continued to jump as hard as he could. Once again, the group of frogs yelled at him to stop the pain and to just die.

He ignored them, and jumped even harder and finally made it out. When he got out, the other frogs said, “Did you not hear us?”

The frog explained to them that he was deaf, and that he thought they were encouraging him the entire time.

Moral of the story: People’s words can have a huge effect on the lives of others. Therefore, you should think about what you’re going to say before it comes out of your mouth – it might just be the difference between life and death.

Just Let It Be....

Once Buddha was walking from one town to another town with a few of his followers. This was in the initial days. While they were traveling, they happened to pass a lake. They stopped there and Buddha told one of his disciples, “I am thirsty. Please get me some water from that lake there”.

The disciple walked up to the lake. When he reached it, he noticed that some people were washing clothes in the water and, right at that moment, a bullock cart started crossing the lake right at the edge of it. As a result, the water became very muddy, very turbid. The disciple thought, “How can I give this muddy water to Buddha to drink?!” So he came back and told the Buddha, “The water in there is very muddy. I don’t think it is fit to drink”.

So, the Buddha said, let us take a little rest here by the tree. After about half an hour, again Buddha asked the same disciple to go back to the lake and get him some water to drink. The disciple obediently went back to the lake. This time he found that the lake had absolutely clear water in it. The mud had settled down and the water above it looked fit to be had. So he collected some water in a pot and brought it to the Buddha.

The Buddha looked at the water, and then he looked up at the disciple and said, “See, You let the water be and the mud settled down on its own. You got a clear water. It didn’t require any effort”.

Moral: Your mind is also like that. When it is disturbed, just let it be. Give it a little time. It will settle down on its own. You don’t have to put in any effort to calm it down. We can judge and take best decisions of our life when we stay calm.

The story of turtle and rabbit race (modern version)

Have you ever know the story of a turtle and a rabbit race when you were a child? Maybe most of you

Let’s me tell you again to revise some childhood memory

“Once upon a time a Turtle and a Rabbit had an argument about who was faster.

They decided to settle the argument with a race. They agreed on a route and started off the race. The rabbit shot ahead and ran briskly for some time. Then seeing that he was far ahead of the turtle, he thought he'd sit under a tree for some time and relax before continuing the race. He sat under the tree and soon fell asleep. The turtle plodding on overtook him and 
soon finished the race, emerging as the undisputed champ. The rabbit woke up and realized that he'd lost the race.”

The moral of the story is that slow and steady wins the race. This is the version of the story that we've all grown up with. 

But then recently, the story still continues:

1st modern story:

The rabbit was disappointed at losing the race and he did some soul-searching. He realized that he'd lost the race only because he had been overconfident, careless and lax. If he had not taken things for granted, there's no way the turtle could have beaten him. So he challenged the turtle to another race. The turtle agreed. This time, the rabbit went all out and ran without stopping from start to finish. He won by several miles. 

The moral of the story?
Fast and consistent will always beat the slow and steady. It's good to be slow and steady; but it's better to be fast and reliable. 

But the story doesn't end here.

2nd modern story:

The turtle did some thinking this time, and realized that there's no way he can beat the rabbit in a race the way it was currently formatted. He thought for a while, and then challenged the rabbit to another race, but on a slightly different route. The rabbit agreed. 

They started off. In keeping with his self-made commitment to be consistently fast, the rabbit took off and ran at top speed until he came to a broad river. The finishing line was a couple of 
kilometers on the other side of the river. The rabbit sat there wondering what to do. In the meantime the turtle trundled along, got into the river, swam to the opposite bank, continued walking and finished the race. 

The moral of the story?
First identify your core competency and then change the playing field to suit your core competency. 

However, the story still hasn't ended.

3rd modern story:

The rabbit and the turtle, by this time, had become pretty good friends and they did some thinking together. Both realized that the last race could have been run much better.

So they decided to do the last race again, but to run as a team this time. They started off, and this time the rabbit carried the turtle till the riverbank. There, the turtle took over and swam 
across with the rabbit on his back. On the opposite bank, the rabbit again carried the turtle and they reached the finishing line together. They both felt a greater sense of satisfaction than they'd felt earlier. 

The moral of the story?
It's good to be individually brilliant and to have strong core competencies; but unless you're able to work in a team and harness each other's core competencies, you'll always perform below par because there will always be situations at which you'll do poorly and someone else does well. Teamwork is mainly about situational leadership, letting the person with the relevant core competency for a situation take leadership. 

To sum up, the story of the rabbit and turtle teaches us many things.

(1) Fast and consistent will always beat slow and steady;

(2) Work to your competencies

(3) Pooling resources and working as a team will always beat individual performers;

(4) Never give up when faced with failure

(5) Compete against the situation - not against a rival.

The Woodcutter and the Axe

Long ago, there lived a woodcutter in a small village.  He was sincere in his work and very honest.  Every day, he set out into the nearby forest to cut trees.  He brought the woods back into the village and sold them out to a merchant and earn his money.  He earned just about enough to make a living, but he was satisfied with his simple living.

One day, while cutting a tree near a river, his axe slipped out of his hand and fell into the river.  The river was so deep, he could not even think to retrieve it on his own. He only had one axe which was gone into the river. He became a very worried thinking how he will be able to earn his living now!  He was very sad and prayed to the God. He prayed sincerely so the God appeared in front of him and asked, “What is the problem, my son?” The woodcutter explained the problem and requested the God to get his axe back.

The God put his hand deep into the river and took out a silver axe and asked, “Is this your axe?”  The Woodcutter looked at the axe and said “No”.   So the God put his hand back deep into the water again and showed a golden axe and asked, “Is this your axe?”  The woodcutter looked at the axe and said “No”.  The God said, “Take a look again Son, this is a very valuable golden axe, are you sure this is not yours?”  The woodcutter said, “No, It’s not mine.  I can’t cut the trees with a golden axe.  It’s not useful for me”.

The God smiled and finally put his hand into the water again and took out his iron axe and asked, “Is this your axe?”  To this, the woodcutter said, “Yes!  This is mine!  Thank you!”  The Goddess was very impressed with his honesty so she gave him his iron axe and also other two axes as a reward for his honesty.

Moral:  Always be honest.  Honesty is always rewarded.

Finding Happiness

Once a group of 50 people was attending a seminar.

Suddenly the speaker stopped and started giving each person a balloon. Each one was asked to write his/her name on it using a marker pen. Then all the balloons were collected and put in another room.

Now these delegates were let in that room and asked to find the balloon which had their name written, within 5 minutes.

Everyone was frantically searching for their name, pushing, colliding with each other, and there was utter chaos.

At the end of 5 minutes, no one could find their own balloon.

Now each one was asked to randomly collect a balloon and give it to the person whose name was written on it. Within minutes everyone had their own balloon.

The speaker began: "This is exactly happening in our lives. Everyone is frantically looking for happiness all around, not knowing where it is. Our happiness lies in the happiness of other people. Give them their happiness, you will get your own happiness."

And this is what the purpose of human life.

Building Your House : Story of a carpenter !!!

An elderly carpenter was ready to retire. He told his employer-contractor of his plans to leave the house-building business to live a more leisurely life with his wife and enjoy his extended family. He would miss the paycheck each week, but he wanted to retire. They could get by.

The contractor was sorry to see his good worker go & asked if he could build just one more house as a personal favor. The carpenter said yes, but over time it was easy to see that his heart was not in his work. He resorted to shoddy workmanship and used inferior materials. It was an unfortunate way to end a dedicated career.

When the carpenter finished his work, his employer came to inspect the house. Then he handed the front-door key to the carpenter and said, “This is your house… my gift to you.”

The carpenter was shocked!

What a shame! If he had only known he was building his own house, he would have done it all so differently.

So it is with us. We build our lives, a day at a time, often putting less than our best into the building. Then, with a shock, we realize we have to live in the house we have built. If we could do it over, we would do it much differently.

But, you cannot go back. You are the carpenter, and every day you hammer a nail, place a board, or erect a wall. Someone once said, “Life is a do-it-yourself project.” Your attitude, and the choices you make today, help build the “house” you will live in tomorrow. Therefore, Build wisely!


                           A popular speaker started off a seminar by holding up a $20 bill. A crowd of 200 had gathered to hear him speak. He asked, “Who would like this $20 bill?”
 200 hands went up.
                     He said, “I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this.” He crumpled the bill up.

He then asked, “Who still wants it?”

All 200 hands were still raised.

                  “Well,” he replied, “What if I do this?” Then he dropped the bill on the ground and stomped on it with his shoes.

                          He picked it up, and showed it to the crowd. The bill was all crumpled and dirty.

                         “Now who still wants it?”

                          All the hands still went up.

                       “My friends, I have just showed you a very important lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20. Many times in our lives, life crumples us and grinds us into the dirt. We make bad decisions or deal with poor circumstances. We feel worthless. But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. You are special – Don’t ever forget it!"

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