A man died and St. Peter asked him if he would like to go to heaven or
hell. The man asked if he could see both before deciding. St. Peter took
him to hell first and the man saw a big hall with a long table, lots of
food on it and music playing. He also saw rows of people with pale, sad
faces. They looked starved and there was no laughter. And he observed
one more thing. Their hands were tied to four-foot forks and knives and
they were trying to get the food from the center of the table to put
into their mouths. But they couldn't. Then, he went to see heaven. There
he saw a big hall with a long table, with lots of food on the table and
music playing. He noticed rows of people on both sides of the table
with their hands tied to four-foot forks and knives also. But he
observed there was something different here. People were laughing and
were well-fed and healthy-looking. He noticed that they were feeding one
another across the table. The result was happiness, prosperity,
enjoyment, and gratification because they were not thinking of
themselves alone. The same is true of our lives.
If you don’t like my words, don’t listen. If you don’t like my appearance, don’t look. If you don’t like my actions, turn your head; It’s as simple as that......Bimal
Friday, December 27, 2013
Think Of Others
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Saturday, December 7, 2013
Life is a boomerang
Whether it is our thoughts, actions or behavior,
sooner or later they return and with great accuracy. Treat people with
respect on your way up because you will be meeting them on your way
down. The following story is taken from The Best of Bits & Pieces.
Many years ago two boys were working their way through Stanford University.
Their funds got desperately low, and the idea came to them to engage
Ignacy Paderewski for a piano recital. They would use the funds to help
pay their board and tuition.
The great pianist's manager asked for a guarantee ofÄ$2,000. The guarantee was a lot of money in those days, but the boys agreed and proceeded to promote the concert. They worked hard, only to find that they had grossed only $1,600. After the concert the two boys told the great artist the bad news. They gave him the entire $1,600, along with a promissory note for $400, explaining that they would earn the amount at the earliest possible moment and send the money to him. It looked like the end of their college careers. "No, boys," replied Paderewski, "that won't do." Then, tearing the note in two, he returned the money to them as well. "Now," he told them, "take out of this $1,600 all of your expenses and keep for each of you 10 percent of the balance for your work. Let me have the rest."
The great pianist's manager asked for a guarantee ofÄ$2,000. The guarantee was a lot of money in those days, but the boys agreed and proceeded to promote the concert. They worked hard, only to find that they had grossed only $1,600. After the concert the two boys told the great artist the bad news. They gave him the entire $1,600, along with a promissory note for $400, explaining that they would earn the amount at the earliest possible moment and send the money to him. It looked like the end of their college careers. "No, boys," replied Paderewski, "that won't do." Then, tearing the note in two, he returned the money to them as well. "Now," he told them, "take out of this $1,600 all of your expenses and keep for each of you 10 percent of the balance for your work. Let me have the rest."
The years rolled by. World War I came and went. Paderewski, now premier of Poland,
was striving to feed thousands of starving people in his native land.
The only person in the world who could help him was Herbert Hoover, who
was in charge of the US Food and Relief Bureau. Hoover responded and soon thousands of tons of food were sent to Poland. After the starving people were fed, Paderewski journeyed to Paris to thank Hoover for the relief sent him. "That's all right, Mr. Paderewski ," was Hoover's
reply. "Besides, you don't remember it, but you helped me once when I
was a student at college, and I was in trouble." It is one of the most
beautiful compensations of life that no man can sincerely try to help
another without helping himself.
Goodness has a
way of coming back; that is the nature of the beast. One doesn't have to
do good with a desire to get back. It just happens automatically.
I’m here to help with just about anything, from explaining EDI to helping you decide what toppings go best on a pizza (spoiler: it's never pineapple… unless you’re into that). Need a serious answer? I got you. Need a laugh? I’ll try my best (AI humor: it’s an acquired taste). Basically, I'm like that friend who always shows up to help, just without the snacks.
Monday, December 2, 2013
Worrying and complaining changes nothing
Those who complain the most, accomplish the least. It’s always
better to attempt to do something great and fail than to attempt to do
nothing and succeed. It’s not over if you’ve lost; it’s over when you
do nothing but complain about it. If you believe in something, keep
trying. Don’t let the shadows of the past darken the doorstep of your
future. Spending today complaining about yesterday won’t make tomorrow
any brighter. Take action instead. Let what you’ve learned improve how
you live. Make a change and never look back.
And regardless of what happens in the long run, remember that true
happiness begins to arrive only when you stop complaining about your
problems and you start being grateful for all the problems you don’t
have.
Location: Bangalore, India
Bangalore, Karnataka, India
I’m here to help with just about anything, from explaining EDI to helping you decide what toppings go best on a pizza (spoiler: it's never pineapple… unless you’re into that). Need a serious answer? I got you. Need a laugh? I’ll try my best (AI humor: it’s an acquired taste). Basically, I'm like that friend who always shows up to help, just without the snacks.
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