Saturday, September 24, 2016
A sage presented a prince with a set of three small dolls. The prince was not amused.
“Am I a girl that you give me dolls?” – He asked.
“This is a gift for a future king,” Said the sage. “If you look carefully, you’ll see a hole in the ear of each doll.”
The sage handed him a piece of string. “Pass it through each doll.” – He said.
Intrigued, the prince picked up the first doll and put the string into the ear. It came out from the other ear. “This is one type of person,” said the sage, “whatever you tell him, comes out from the other ear. He doesn’t retain anything.”
The prince put the string into the second doll. It came out from the mouth. “This is the second type of person,” said the sage, “whatever you tell him, he tells everybody else.”
Thursday, September 8, 2016
Paulo Coelho: Ten Short Stories
1. The disciple approached his master: "For years I have been seeking illumination," he said. "I feel that I am close to achieving it. I need to know what the next step is." "How do you support yourself?" the master asked. "I haven't yet learned how to support myself; my parents help me out. But that is only a detail." "Your next step is to look directly at the sun for half a minute," said the master. And the disciple obeyed. When the half-minute was over, the master asked
him to describe the field that surrounded them. "I can't see it. The sun has affeced my vision," the disciple said. "A man who seeks only the light, while shirking his responsibilities, will never find illumination. And one who keep his eyes fixed upon the sun ends up blind," was the
An old man lived in the village. He was one of the most unfortunate people in the world. The whole village was tired of him, he was always gloomy, constantly complained and always was in a bad mood. The longer he lived, the more bile was becoming and the more poisonous were his words. People avoided him, because his misfortune became contagious. It was even unnaturally and insulting to be happy next to him. He created the feeling of unhappiness in others.
But one day, when he got eighty years old, an incredible thing happened. Instantly everyone heard the rumour: “An Old Man is happy today, he doesn’t complain about anything, smiles, and even his face is freshened up”. The whole village gathered together. An old man was asked:
– What happened to you?
– Nothing special – he answered. – Eighty years I’ve been chasing happiness, and it was useless. And then I decided to live without happiness and just enjoy life. That’s why I’m happy now.
One man bought a beautiful house with an orchard. Nearby an envious man lived in the old house. He was constantly trying to ruin the mood of his new neighbor: he threw garbage under his gates and made other nasty things.
One day the man woke up in a good mood, went out onto the porch and saw a bucket of slops there. The man took this bucket, poured out the slops, cleaned a bucket, put the most ripe and delicious apples there and went to his neighbor. The neighbor heard a knock at the door and gleefully thought: “Finally I got it!”
He opened the door expecting for a quarrel. However the man gave him a bucket of apples saying:
The one who is rich with something, shares it with others..
My neighbour lives in a 3BHK flat worth Rs 1 crore, has a personal servant at her disposal, eats out once a week, drives some SUV car and almost never repeats clothes yet, she:
Complains about trivial stuff.
Gets jealous of our other neighbours.
Blames her relatives and friends for her problems.
Remains dissatisfied from her child's performance in school.
Contacts people only when she is in need.
My maid lives in a chawl type area, has 4 children to feed, wears what her employer donates her and washes our dishes yet, she:
Beams with pride whenever her son gets good marks.
Sings while cleaning my home.
Appreciates for whatever she gets and doesn't crib for what she wants.
My maid is a happy person. :)
Story Submitted by :- Jayshree (our Reader)
Friday, September 2, 2016
Teacher to Sardar: Write your best friend’s name in English.
A Sardar wrote: ‘ Beautiful Red Underwear’
A Teacher: What?
A Sardar: His name is Sundar Lal chaadha.
Ek pathan Cycle chalate aur gungunate howe kahin ja raha tha rastae mein ek aurat se takra betha.
Aurat chilla kar boli, “Break nahi maar sakte they kya ???”
“Aaj Tak” gets news that 100 Sardars are killed in a train accident at Amritsar station. Only one Sardar left alive.
The correspondent goes to the Sardarji and the conversation between them goes as follows:
Correspondent : How did this happen?
Sardarji : Well, all the people were waiting for the train. They were standing on the platform. Then there was this announcement that the train is arriving on platform number 2.
They got scared to know that the train is arriving on the platform and hence they jumped onto the tracks to save themselves. The announcement was misleading. The train arrived on the track and you can see the result.
Correspondent : Well, I guess, you must be the intelligent. Why did you not jump onto the tracks?
Sardarji : I was actually trying to commit suicide. I was waiting for the train on the tracks. When I heard that the train is arriving on the platform, I climbed up…