A man of 92 years, short, very well-presented, who takes great care of his appearance, is moving into an old people's home. After waiting several hours in the retirement home lobby, he gently smiles as he is told that his room is ready.
His wife of 80 has recently died, and he is obliged to leave his home. As he slowly walks to the elevator, using his cane, the room service describes his small room to him, including the sheet hung at the window which serves as a curtain.
"I like it very much", he says, with the enthusiasm of an 8 year old boy. "You haven't even seen the room yet, hang on a moment, we are almost there.", the room service replied.
"That has nothing to do with it ", the old man explained. "It is already decided in my mind that I like my room. It is a decision I take every morning when I wake up. Happiness is something I choose in advance. Whether or not I like the room does not depend on the furniture, or the decor rather it depends on how I decide to see it."
"I can choose. I can spend my day in bed enumerating all the difficulties that I have with the parts of my body that no longer work very well, or I can get up and give thanks to heaven for those parts that are still in working order."
Every day is a gift. Being happy doesn’t mean that everything is alright. It means that you decide to see beyond Imperfections.
As an old gentleman walked into a super market, he noticed a small girl crying loudly. She was no older than 2 and was trying to persuade her mom to buy her something she wanted. Her mom just said calmly – “Jennifer, relax.”
The girl immediately started crying even louder. Again, her mom said – “Jennifer, relax.”
By now, the girl had started screaming and was attracting a lot of attention. This time, her mom said calmly – “Jennifer, you don’t want to create a scene in the supermarket. So, relax.”
The man walked to the mom and said – “I am amazed at how calm you are. But, surely, she can’t understand what you’re saying, can she?”
“What makes you think I was talking to her?” – the mom replied.
The quality of your communication with the world determines your impact, but it is the quality of your communication with yourself that determines your happiness. The impact made without happiness is akin to an artificial flower – looks good from a distance but lacks the substance and aroma that makes a flower special.
So, let’s communicate better with ourselves and remember to treat ourselves with infinite patience and kindness.
And, of course, the next time you find yourself in a situation that tests your patience, remember.. “Jennifer, relax".
A weaponry unit of an army was assigned to a set of people who were taken as “Prisoners of war” from a losing nation . These units produced the finest swords for the army which helped win more battles for their new king. Impressed with the sword making unit ,the king called upon the prisoner in charge of the unit to offer him a reward.
The King told the prisoner ,”I am impressed with the swords you make. They have helped us a long way in winning the toughest of battles .I would like to offer you a role in my army .So tell me prisoner ,what was your role in your army before you lost the battle to us ?”.
The prisoner replied ,”Thank you Majesty. I had worked for a dairy farm before “. The King was taken aback.
The King questioned, ”How could you produce the best quality swords if you haven’t had an experience in sword making at all?”
The prisoner answered by detailing the job he had done before ,” I started working in this dairy when I was a kid and my first job was to fill the milk bottles. On my way home after a ten hours work day, I constantly asked myself what I was learning on a daily basis.”
He continued explaining, ”The bottles were of different sizes, some were pints, half gallons and others were gallons. They all had different sized necks. No matter what the size and the shape of the bottle is, the cream always rises to the top. I promised myself to be the cream ,wherever I am”
Irrespective of the circumstances or the role they play, winners always rise to the top . The quality of a person's life is in direct proportion to their commitment to excellence, regardless of their chosen field of endeavor.
One night the President of a country and his wife decided to do something out of routine. They decided to go for a casual dinner at a restaurant that wasn’t too luxurious.
When they were arrived at the restaurant the owner of the restaurant himself walked them in to their fine dining area and took orders. After the orders were placed, the owner of the restaurant asked the President’s secret service if he could please speak to the First Lady in private.
They obliged and the first lady had a conversation with the owner. Following this conversation the President asked the first lady, “Why was he so interested in talking to you.”
She mentioned that in her teenage years, he had been madly in love with her.
The President then said, “So if you had married him, you would now be the owner of this lovely restaurant working along with him ? ”
The first lady responded, “I don’t think so …. If I had married him, he would now be the President of this country.”
Woman is not only an epitome of beauty, wisdom and care, but she has also matched steps with the men in the world and at times has surpassed them too.
To all the women who are the real creators of this society we live in , "Be bold for change !"
Wish you all a happy women’s day.
Once upon a time two brothers who lived on adjoining farms got into a conflict. It was the first serious rift in 40 years of farming side by side, sharing machinery, and trading labor and goods as needed without a hitch.
Then the long collaboration fell apart. It began with a small misunderstanding and it grew into a major difference, and finally it exploded into an exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence.
One morning there was a knock on John's door. He opened it to find a man with a carpenter's toolbox. "I'm looking for a few days work," he said.
"Perhaps you would have a few small jobs here and there. Could I help you?"
"Yes," said the older brother. "I do have a job for you. Look across the creek at that farm. That's my neighbor, in fact, it's my younger brother. Last week there was a meadow between us and he took his bulldozer to the river levee and now there is a creek between us. Well, he may have done this to spite me, but I'll go him one better. See that pile of lumber curing by the barn? I want you to build me a fence - an 8-foot fence - so I won't need to see his place anymore. Cool him down, anyhow."
The carpenter said, "I think I understand the situation. Show me the nails and the post-hole digger and I'll be able to do a job that pleases you."
The older brother had to go to town for supplies, so he helped the carpenter get the materials ready and then he was off for the day.
The carpenter worked hard all that day measuring, sawing, nailing.
About sunset when the farmer returned, the carpenter had just finished his job. The farmer's eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped.
There was no fence there at all. It was a bridge... a bridge stretching from one side of the creek to the other! A fine piece of work handrails and all - and the neighbor, his younger brother, was coming across, his hand outstretched.
"You are quite a fellow to build this bridge after all I've said and done."
The two brothers stood at each end of the bridge, and then they met in the middle, taking each other's hand. They turned to see the carpenter hoist his toolbox on his shoulder. "No, wait! Stay a few days. I've a lot of other projects for you," said the older brother.
"I'd love to stay on," the carpenter said, "but, I have many more bridges to build."