He that is of the opinion money will do everything may well be suspected of doing everything for money.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Value of Money
He that is of the opinion money will do everything may well be suspected of doing everything for money.
Monday, January 23, 2012
Friday, January 20, 2012
Why COMPLICATE Life?
Missing somebody?..... CALL
Want to meet up?... INVITE
Want to be understood? … EXPLAIN
Have Questions !, Want something? … ASK
Don’t like something? … SAY
Like something? … STATE
Love someone? … TELL
Don’t expect anybody to know what’s going on in your Mind…
It is better to Express rather than to Expect…
You already have the NO, Take the risk – for all you know… the response may be YES.
Just have one life, keep it Simple Silly
Want to meet up?... INVITE
Want to be understood? … EXPLAIN
Have Questions !, Want something? … ASK
Don’t like something? … SAY
Like something? … STATE
Love someone? … TELL
Don’t expect anybody to know what’s going on in your Mind…
It is better to Express rather than to Expect…
You already have the NO, Take the risk – for all you know… the response may be YES.
Just have one life, keep it Simple Silly
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Emotional Intelligence
Sometimes we spend time asking who is responsible or whom to blame, whether in a relationship, in a job or with the people we know.
We miss out some warmth in human relationship to give each other support. Treasure what you have, check out the short story...
A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage. They were a loving couple and the boy was the apple of their eyes. When the boy was around two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open. He was late for work so he asked his wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. The mother, preoccupied in the kitchen totally forgot the matter. The boy playfully went to the medicine bottle and, fascinated with its colour, drank it all. It happened to be a strong medicine meant for adults in small dosages. When the child showed signs of poisoning the mother took him to the hospital, in-spite of all that they could do the child died. The mother was went into deep depression. She was terrified how to face her husband. When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just four words.
QUESTIONS:
1. What were the four words?
2. What is the implication of this story?
Check with the answers only after you have tried to come up with your own.
Please read below: -
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ANSWER:
The husband just said "I Am With You ". The husband’s totally unexpected reaction is proactive behavior. He is indeed a genius in human relationships. The child is dead. He can never be brought back to life. There is no point in finding fault with the mother.
She had also lost her only child. What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from her husband. That is what he gave her. If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer problems in our relationships.
Don’t you think we get agitated and fight on very silly incidents !
Can we not understand each other better, can we not put ourselves in others’ shoe and see what could be their situation, perspective, frame-of-mind !
LIFE WILL BE SO MUCH BETTER.., HEAVEN and HELL is right here on this EARTH – it is all about what we make of it !
We miss out some warmth in human relationship to give each other support. Treasure what you have, check out the short story...
A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage. They were a loving couple and the boy was the apple of their eyes. When the boy was around two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open. He was late for work so he asked his wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. The mother, preoccupied in the kitchen totally forgot the matter. The boy playfully went to the medicine bottle and, fascinated with its colour, drank it all. It happened to be a strong medicine meant for adults in small dosages. When the child showed signs of poisoning the mother took him to the hospital, in-spite of all that they could do the child died. The mother was went into deep depression. She was terrified how to face her husband. When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just four words.
QUESTIONS:
1. What were the four words?
2. What is the implication of this story?
Check with the answers only after you have tried to come up with your own.
Please read below: -
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ANSWER:
The husband just said "I Am With You ". The husband’s totally unexpected reaction is proactive behavior. He is indeed a genius in human relationships. The child is dead. He can never be brought back to life. There is no point in finding fault with the mother.
She had also lost her only child. What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from her husband. That is what he gave her. If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer problems in our relationships.
Don’t you think we get agitated and fight on very silly incidents !
Can we not understand each other better, can we not put ourselves in others’ shoe and see what could be their situation, perspective, frame-of-mind !
LIFE WILL BE SO MUCH BETTER.., HEAVEN and HELL is right here on this EARTH – it is all about what we make of it !
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
The Painting of the Son
A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would often sit together and admire the great works of art. When the Vietnam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son. About a month later, just before Christmas, there was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands.
He said, ‘Sir, you don’t know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly. He often talked about you, and your love for art.’ The young man held out this package. ‘I know this isn’t much. I’m not really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have this.’
The father opened the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young man and offered to pay him for the picture. ‘Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your son did for me. It’s a gift.’
The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed them any of the other great works he had collected.
The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of his paintings Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection. On the platform sat the painting of the son The auctioneer pounded his gavel. ‘We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who will bid for this picture?’ There was silence. Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, ‘We want to see the famous paintings. Skip this one.’ But the auctioneer persisted. ‘Will somebody bid for this painting. Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?’ Another voice angrily. ‘We didn’t come to see this painting.
We came to see the Van Gogh’s, the Rembrandt’s. Get on with the real bids!’ But still the auctioneer continued. ‘The son! The son! Who’ll take the son?’
Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the longtime gardener of the man and his son. ‘I’ll give $10 for the painting.’ Being a poor man, it was all he could afford. ‘We have $10, who will bid $20?’ ‘Give it to him for $10. Let’s see the masters.’ ‘$10 is the bid, won’t someone bid $20?’ The crowd was becoming angry. They didn’t want the picture of the son. They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections. The auctioneer pounded the gavel. ‘Going once, twice, SOLD for $10!’
A man sitting on the second row shouted, ‘Now let’s get on with the collection!’The auctioneer laid down his gavel. ‘I’m sorry, the auction is over.’ ‘What about the paintings?’ ‘I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a secret stipulation in the will. I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation until this time. Only the painting of the son would be auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire estate, including the paintings. The man who took the son gets everything!’
While what we may be looking at is the same thing “Object / Item”, the value we attach to that may be vastly different from that attached by others; take effort to see it from others’ eyes and you will see what is not very obvious; An amazing realization follows… !
He said, ‘Sir, you don’t know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly. He often talked about you, and your love for art.’ The young man held out this package. ‘I know this isn’t much. I’m not really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have this.’
The father opened the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young man and offered to pay him for the picture. ‘Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your son did for me. It’s a gift.’
The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed them any of the other great works he had collected.
The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of his paintings Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection. On the platform sat the painting of the son The auctioneer pounded his gavel. ‘We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who will bid for this picture?’ There was silence. Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, ‘We want to see the famous paintings. Skip this one.’ But the auctioneer persisted. ‘Will somebody bid for this painting. Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?’ Another voice angrily. ‘We didn’t come to see this painting.
We came to see the Van Gogh’s, the Rembrandt’s. Get on with the real bids!’ But still the auctioneer continued. ‘The son! The son! Who’ll take the son?’
Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the longtime gardener of the man and his son. ‘I’ll give $10 for the painting.’ Being a poor man, it was all he could afford. ‘We have $10, who will bid $20?’ ‘Give it to him for $10. Let’s see the masters.’ ‘$10 is the bid, won’t someone bid $20?’ The crowd was becoming angry. They didn’t want the picture of the son. They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections. The auctioneer pounded the gavel. ‘Going once, twice, SOLD for $10!’
A man sitting on the second row shouted, ‘Now let’s get on with the collection!’The auctioneer laid down his gavel. ‘I’m sorry, the auction is over.’ ‘What about the paintings?’ ‘I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a secret stipulation in the will. I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation until this time. Only the painting of the son would be auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire estate, including the paintings. The man who took the son gets everything!’
While what we may be looking at is the same thing “Object / Item”, the value we attach to that may be vastly different from that attached by others; take effort to see it from others’ eyes and you will see what is not very obvious; An amazing realization follows… !
Real Life
Differentiate between the REAL life and REEL (movie) life !
Happiness and grief are both part of real life, accept whatever comes your way but make sure you take it positively and make most of it !
Which words add up to 100?
“If ABCDE .. Z equates 1,2,3 ..26″ then what each English words when individually adding the numeric values of each of the letters of the given word equal to 100.
Lot of different words come into 70;s, 80′s and 90′s but the perfect 100 is achieved by only two words.
1) ATTITUDE
2) DISCIPLINE
No wonder ATTITUDE and DISCIPLINE are most important in LIFE
ATTITUDE - WORKING BELOW
a 1
t 20
t 20
i 9
t 20
u 21
d 4
e 5
100
DISCIPLINE - WORKING BELOW
d 4
i 9
s 19
c 3
i 9
p 16
l 12
i 9
n 14
e 5
100
Lot of different words come into 70;s, 80′s and 90′s but the perfect 100 is achieved by only two words.
1) ATTITUDE
2) DISCIPLINE
No wonder ATTITUDE and DISCIPLINE are most important in LIFE
ATTITUDE - WORKING BELOW
a 1
t 20
t 20
i 9
t 20
u 21
d 4
e 5
100
DISCIPLINE - WORKING BELOW
d 4
i 9
s 19
c 3
i 9
p 16
l 12
i 9
n 14
e 5
100
3 steps to end tension – Ctrl + Alt + Delete
Ctrl – “CONTROL” yourself,
look for Alt - “ALTERNATE” solution &
“DELETE” the situation that caused the tension..!!
look for Alt - “ALTERNATE” solution &
“DELETE” the situation that caused the tension..!!
Friday, January 13, 2012
You never know who is watching You !
Several years ago a young priest moved to London. He often took the bus from his home to the downtown area. Some weeks after he arrived, he had occasion to ride a bus outside of his normal route. When he sat down, he discovered that the driver had accidentally given him twenty pence too much change. As he considered what to do, he thought to himself, ‘you better give the twenty pence back. It would be wrong to keep it’.
Then he thought, ‘Oh forget it, it’s only twenty pence.’ Who would worry about this little amount? Anyway, the bus company already gets too much fare; they will never miss it. Accept it as a gift from the Almighty, and keep quiet’.
When his stop came, the priest paused momentarily at the door, then he handed the twenty pence back to the driver and said: “Here, you gave me too much change.”
The driver with a smile replied: “Aren’t you the new priest in this area? I have been thinking lately about going to worship at your Church. I just wanted to see what you would do if I gave you too much change.”
When the young priest stepped off the bus, his knees became weak and soft. He had to grab the nearest light pole and hold for support, and looked up to the heavens and cried:
“Oh my Jesus, I almost sold your Christianity for twenty pence!”
We may never see what impact our actions have on people… Sometimes we are the only “Bible” someone will ever read, or the only Christianity someone will see. What we need to provide is an example for others to see. Be careful of how you behave, and be honest always: you never know who is watching your actions.
Then he thought, ‘Oh forget it, it’s only twenty pence.’ Who would worry about this little amount? Anyway, the bus company already gets too much fare; they will never miss it. Accept it as a gift from the Almighty, and keep quiet’.
When his stop came, the priest paused momentarily at the door, then he handed the twenty pence back to the driver and said: “Here, you gave me too much change.”
The driver with a smile replied: “Aren’t you the new priest in this area? I have been thinking lately about going to worship at your Church. I just wanted to see what you would do if I gave you too much change.”
When the young priest stepped off the bus, his knees became weak and soft. He had to grab the nearest light pole and hold for support, and looked up to the heavens and cried:
“Oh my Jesus, I almost sold your Christianity for twenty pence!”
We may never see what impact our actions have on people… Sometimes we are the only “Bible” someone will ever read, or the only Christianity someone will see. What we need to provide is an example for others to see. Be careful of how you behave, and be honest always: you never know who is watching your actions.
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