love is selfless

My wife called, 'How long will you be with that newspaper? Will you come here 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.

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'.

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?'

'Promise'. I covered the pink soft hand extended by my daughter with mine, and clinched the deal. Now I became a bit anxious. 'Sindu, dear, 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 to 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!'

'Sindu, darling, why don't you ask for something else? We will be sad seeing you with a clean-shaven head.'

'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 Harish Chandra, 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 of 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 and 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. 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, you are teaching me how selfless real love is!'

The happiest people on this planet are not those who live on their own terms but are those who change their terms for the ones whom they love!!

LITTLE BOBBY|Confession of a kid

 

Little Bobby came into the kitchen where his mother was making dinner.

His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good time to tell his mother what he wanted.

Mom, I want a bike for my birthday.

Little Bobby was a bit of a troublemaker.
He had gotten into trouble at school and at home.

Bobby's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for his birthday.
Little Bobby, of course, thought he did.
Bobby's mother wanted Bobby to reflect on his behavior over the last year.
Go to your room, Bobby, and think about how you have behaved this year.
Then write a letter to God and tell him why you deserve a bike for your birthday.
Little Bobby stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write God a letter.

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Letter 1

Dear God,
I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my birthday.
I want a red one.
Your friend,
Bobby

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Bobby knew that this wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy this year,
So he tore up the letter and started over.

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Letter 2

Dear God,

This is your friend Bobby. I have been a good boy this year and I would like
A red bike for my birthday. Thank you.

Your friend,
Bobby

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Bobby knew that this wasn't true either. So, he tore up the letter and started again.

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Letter 3

Dear God,

I have been an OK boy this year. I still would really like a bike for my birthday.

Bobby

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Bobby knew he could not send this letter to God either. So, Bobby wrote a fourth letter.

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Letter 4

God,

I know I haven't been a good boy this year. I am very sorry.
I will be a good boy if you just send me a bike for my birthday.
Please! Thank you,

Bobby

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Bobby knew, even if it was true, this letter was not going to get him a bike.
Now, Bobby was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mom that he wanted to go to church.
Bobby's mother thought her plan had worked, as Bobby looked very sad.
Just be home in time for dinner, Bobby's mother told him.

Bobby walked down the street to the church on the corner.
Little Bobby went into the church and up to the altar.
He looked around to see if anyone was there.
Bobby bent down and picked up a statue of the Mary.

He slipped the statue under his shirt and ran out of the church, down the street, into the house, and up to his room.

He shut the door to his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen.

Bobby began to write his letter to God.

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Letter 5

God,

I'VE KIDNAPPED YOUR MAMA. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THE BIKE!!!!!!

What Woman want in life....

Young King Arthur was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a neighboring kingdom. The monarch could have killed him but was moved by Arthur's youth and ideals. So, the monarch offered him his freedom, as long as he could answer a very difficult question. Arthur would have a year to figure out the answer and, if after a year, he still had no answer, he would be put to death.

The question? What do women really want? Such a question would perplex even the most knowledgeable man, and to young Arthur, it seemed an impossible query; but, since it was better than death, he accepted the monarch's proposition to have an answer by year's end.

Arthur returned to his kingdom and began to poll everyone: the princess, the priests, the wise men and even the court jester. He spoke with everyone, but no one could give him a satisfactory answer. Many people advised him to consult the old witch, for only she would have the answer. But the price would be high; as the witch was famous throughout the kingdom for the exorbitant prices she charged.

The last day of the year arrived and Arthur had no choice but to talk to the witch. She agreed to answer the question, but he would have to agree to her price first.  The old witch wanted to marry Sir Lancelot, the most noble of the Knights of the Round Table* and Arthur's closest friend. Young Arthur was horrified. She was hunchbacked and hideous, had only one tooth, smelled like sewage and made obscene noises. He had never encountered such a repugnant creature in all his life.

Arthur refused to force his friend to marry her and endure such a terrible burden; but Lancelot, learning of the proposal, spoke with Arthur. He said nothing was too big of a sacrifice compared to Arthur's life and the preservation of the Round Table. Hence, a wedding was proclaimed and the witch answered Arthur's question thus: 'What a woman really wants,' she answered, 'is to be in charge of her own life.'

Everyone in the kingdom instantly knew that the witch had uttered a great truth and that Arthur's life would be spared and so it was, the neighboring monarch granted Arthur his freedom and Lancelot and the witch had a wonderful wedding.

The honeymoon hour approached and Lancelot, steeling himself for a horrific experience, entered the bedroom; what a sight awaited him. There was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen before him. The astounded Lancelot asked what had happened and the beauty replied that since he had been so kind to her when she appeared as a witch, she would henceforth, be her horrible deformed self only half the time and the beautiful maiden the other half.

Which would he prefer? Beautiful during the day....or night?

Lancelot pondered the predicament. During the day, a beautiful woman to show off to his friends, but at night, in the privacy of his castle, an old witch? Or, would he prefer having a hideous witch during the day, but by night, a beautiful woman for him to enjoy wondrous intimate moments?

What would YOU do?
What Lancelot chose is below, but....make YOUR choice before you scroll down below.

Noble Lancelot said that he would allow her to make the choice herself.

Upon hearing this, she announced that she would be beautiful all the time because he had respected her enough to let her be in charge of her own life.
Now .....what is the moral to this story?

The moral is: "If you don't let a woman have her own way....things are going to get ugly"

Author Unknown

Fisherman short story

One day a fisherman got up very early in the morning.
There was not enough sunlight to get into the sea.
He saw a box, full of stones.  To pass time,
He started throwing the stones into the sea.
While having the last stone in hand,
The sun came up then he saw that the stone was a diamond.
He felt for his misfortune of throwing all of them into the sea...

Moral of the story: Below
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Do not get up early in the morning... :) :)

Inspirational Story - An unwise investment.

Heart Touching Inspirational Story-An unwise investment.. 

Hard workers...Don' t miss this...
 
Read It Completely.. ...
 
An unwise investment!! !........ .....
 
A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year  old son waiting for him at the door.
 
SON:   "Daddy, may I ask you a question?"
 
DAD:   "Yeah sure, what is it?" replied the man.
 
SON:   "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"
 
DAD:   "That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily.
 
SON:    "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?"
 
DAD:  "If you must know, I make Rs.100 an hour."
 
"Oh," the little boy replied, with his head down.
 
Looking up, he said,
 
"Daddy, may I please borrow Rs.50?"
 
The father was furious, "If the only reason you asked that is so 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. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior."
 
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.
 
The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?
 
After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started
to think:
 
Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that Rs.50 and he really didn't ask for money very often. 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 you earlier,"said the man.
 
"It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the Rs.50 you asked for."
 
The little boy sat straight up, smiling. "Oh, thank you daddy!" He yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.
 

The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.
 
"Why do you want more money if you already have some?" the father grumbled.
 
"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied.
 
"Daddy, I have Rs.100 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?
 
Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you."
 

Lesson to learn from Heart Touching Story:
 
But even better, share Rs.100 worth of time with someone you love. It's just  a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts.
 
If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss  for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into  work than to our family.
 

Story of Software Engineer

Apne Project ke bojh tale daba jaa raha hai,

Wo dekho ek Software engineer ja raha hai,


zindagi se hara hua hai,

par "Bugs" se haar nahi manata,

Apne application ki ek ek line ise rati hui hai,

par aaj kaun se rang ke moje pehne hain , ye nahi janata,


din par din ek excel file banata ja raha hai

Wo dekho ek Software engineer ja raha hai,



das hazaar line ke code main error dhoond lete hain lekin,

majboor dost ki ankhon ki nami dikhayi nahi deti,

pc pe hazaar windows khuli hain,

par dil ki khidki pe koi dastak sunayi nahi deti,



satuday-sunday nahata nahi, week days ko naha raha hai,

Wo dekho ek Software engineer ja raha hai,


Coding karte karte pata hi nahi chala,

bugs ki priority kab maa-baap se high ho gayi,

kitabon main gulab rakhne wala , cigerette ke dhuyen main kho gaya,

dil ki zameen se armaanon ki vidayi ho gayi,


weekends pe daroo peke jo jashna mana raha hai,

Wo dekho ek Software engineer ja raha hai,


maze lena ho iske to pooch lo,

"Salary Increment" ki party kab dila rahe ho,

hansi udana ho to pooch lo,

"Onsite" kab ja rahe ho?



wo dekho onsite se laute team-mate ki chocolates kha raha hai,

Wo dekho ek Software engineer ja raha hai,


kharche badh rahe hain,

baal kam ho rahe hain,

KRA ki date ati nahi,

Income Tax ke sitam ho rahe hain,


lo phir se bus choot gayi, Auto se aa raha hai,

Wo dekho ek Software engineer ja raha hai,


Pizza gale se nahi utarta,

to "Coke" ke sahare nigal liya jata hai,

office ki "Thali" dekh munh hai bigadta,

maa ke hath ka wo khana baar roz yaad ata hai,



"Sprout bhel" bani hai phir bhi, free "Evening Snacks" kha raha hai,

Wo dekho ek Software engineer ja raha hai,



aapne ab tak li hongi bahut si chutikiya,

Software engg. ke jivan ka sach batati ye akhri kuch panktiyan,



hazaron ki tankhwah wala, company ki karodon ki jeb bharta hai,

software engg. wahi ban sakta hai, jo lohe ka jigar rakhta hai,


hum log jee jee ke marte hain , zindagi hai kuch aisi,

ek fauj ki naukri, doosri software engg. ki , dono ek jaisi,



is kavita ka har shabd mere dil ki gehrayi se aa raha hai,

Wo dekho ek Software engineer ja raha hai.

TIT FOR TAT

It is a law of nature that whatever action we take in this world, there is always a reaction. If we do good, we stand to gain a good reward. If we do bad, we should expect a bad outcome ultimately. "What you sow, so you reap" is a popular saying.
The Holy Qur'an has also guided us on this subject. It says:
If you do good, you do good to yourselves. (likewise)
If you do evil, you do evil to yourselves.
One of the companions of the Holy Prophet Muhammad (S.A.W.) was very fond of this verse of the Qur'an. He used to recite it loudly and repeatedly wherever he went.
A Jewish woman who had heard him once wanted to prove him wrong and thus make him unpopular among his people. She thought up a plot against him.
She prepared some sweets mixed with poison and sent them to him as a present. When he received them, he went out of the city with them. On the way, he met two men who were returning home from a long journey. They appeared tired and hungry, so he thought of doing them a good turn. He offered them the sweets. Of course, he was not aware that they were secretly mixed with poison. No sooner had the two travellers taken the sweets, they collapsed and died. When the news of their death reached Medina, the city where the Prophet resided, the man was arrested. He was brought in front of the Prophet and he related what had actually happened. The Jewish woman who had mixed poison with the sweets was also brought to the court of the Prophet. She was stunned to see the two dead bodies of the travellers there. They in fact turned out to be her own two sons who had gone away on a journey.
She admitted her evil intention before the Prophet and all the people present. Alas, the poison she had mixed in the sweets to kill the companion of the Prophet had instead killed her own two sons.
What a splendid example of a tragic reaction to a bad action. It shows how one reaps what he sows.
"Do as you would be done by" are words of wisdom from the learned and wise men of the past. They teach us to do good to others in the same way as we like others to do good to us.

My Visit in Heaven

I dreamt that I went to Heaven and an angel was showing me around. We walked side-by-side inside a large workroom filled with angels.

My angel guide stopped in front of the first section and said, “This is the Receiving Section. Here, all petitions to God said in prayer are received.” I looked around in this area, and it was terribly busy with so many angels sorting out petitions written on voluminous paper sheets and scraps from people all over the world.

Then we moved on down a long corridor until we reached the second section. The angel then said to me, “This is the Packaging and Delivery Section.Here, the graces and blessings the people asked for are processed and delivered to the living persons who asked for them.” I noticed again how busy it was there. There were many angels working hard at that station, since so many blessings had been requested and were being packaged for delivery to Earth.

Finally at the farthest end of the long corridor we stopped at the door of a very small station. To my great surprise, only one angel was seated there, idly doing nothing. “This is the Acknowledgment Section,” my angel friend quietly admitted to me. He seemed embarrassed. “How is it that there’s no work going on here?” I asked. “So sad,” the angel sighed. “After people receive the blessings that they asked for, very few send back acknowledgments.
“How does one acknowledge God’s blessings?” I asked. “Simple,” the angel answered. “Just say, “Thank you, Lord.”

“What blessings should they acknowledge? ” I asked.

“If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep … you are richer than 75% of this world.

“If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish, you are among the top 8% of the world’s wealthy. “And if you get this on your own computer, you are part of the 1% in the world who has that opportunity. ”

Also ……
“If you woke up this morning with more health than illness …… you are more blessed than the many who will not even survive this day. “If you have never experienced the fear in battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation .. you are ahead of 700 million people in the world.

“If you can attend a place of worship without the fear of harassment, arrest, torture or death … you are envied by, and more blessed than three billion people in the world.

If you can read this message, you just received a double blessing in that someone was thinking of you as very special and you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world who cannot read at all.

Importance of Silence

There is profound strength in observing silence. Knowing this secret all those people who observe silence have a sparkling & cheerful life.

There was an advertisement in a newspaper saying: “An officer required in a company dealing with very small sensitive instruments. ..” It was a prestigious post therefore lots of people applied for the post. All the selected applicants arrived for the interview on the decided date. While waiting to be called for interview, some of the applicants were drinking tea/coffee, some were smoking, some were talking & others were trying to impress the officers of the comapny. The hall was very noisy.

In this noisy environment there was a young man who was sitting peacefully. He was not doing anything. He was just silent & at peace with himself.

All of a sudden an announcement not easily audible was made from one of the sensitive instruments: “We would like to recruit a person who has a quiet nature and keen observation. The person who can hear this instruction may come in and take the recruitment letter.”

Nobody coluld hear that anouncement in such a noisy atmosphere. But the young man who was sitting silently got up immediately and went in. He was appointed for that position.
He went out of the room with the recruitment offer in his hand and spoke to other applicants: “Why is such a chaos here? I’m already appointed for the positiom.”

All others were annoyed after hearing his statement. They accused him of bribing the recruiting group. Then that man replied peacefully: “Before going in I thought of you all. Then I saw that none of you could hear that instruction which said whoever can hear this voice can come in and collect their appointment letter. I was able to hear that but none of you could do that.”

God, the supreme father of all, is also instructing us continuously in the same way. He is holding the winners cup in his hand & waiting for us, but we are so busy in this material world that we are not able to hear his indications/ commands, and therefore we are not abe to become the winners.