Weak get drifted from real thing ....new year resolution

Go for contents and not for show offs...




Coffee or the mug

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor.

Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.

The professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups – porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.

When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups have been taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups and were eyeing each other's cups.

Now if life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of Life doesn't change. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it."

Don't let the cups drive you in the New Year...

 

ENJOY YOUR COFFEE ..

What goes around comes around...True story

Irish  Luck!  

His name was Fleming,  and he was a poor Scottish farmer. 

One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard  a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his  tools and ran to the   bog.

There, mired to his waist  in black  muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. 

Farmer Fleming saved  the lad from what could have been a slow and  terrifying death.

The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the  Scotsman's sparse surroundings. 

An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out  and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had  saved.

'I want to repay you,' said the nobleman. 'You saved my son's life.'

'No, I can't accept  payment for what I did,' the Scottish farmer   replied waving off the offer. 

At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family  hovel.

'Is that your son?' the nobleman asked.

'Yes,' the farmer replied  proudly.

'I'll make you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education my own son will enjoy. If the lad is anything like his father, he'll, no doubt, grow to be a man we both will be proud of.' 

And that he did.

Farmer Fleming's son  attended the very best schools and, in time, graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and  went on to become known throughout the world as the noted 

'Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of   Penicillin.

Years afterward, the same nobleman's son who was saved from the  bog was stricken with  pneumonia.

What saved his life this time?   

Penicillin.

The name of the  nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill. His son's name?

Sir Winston Churchill.

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It is believed: 

What goes around comes around.


Work like you don't need the money.

Love like you've never been hurt.

Dance like nobody's watching.

Sing like nobody's  listening.

Live like it's Heaven on   Earth.

Why Women Cry

Why Women Cry

A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?" "Because I'm a woman," she told him. 

"I don't understand," he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will." 

Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?" 

"All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say. 

The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry. 

Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked, "God, why do women cry so easily?" 

God said: 

"When I made the woman she had to be special. 

I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, 

yet gentle enough to give comfort. 

I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children. 

I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining. 

I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly. 

I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart. 

I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly. 

And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed." 

"You see my son," said God, "the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. 

The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides." 

Please send this to any beautiful women you know today. You will boost another woman's self-esteem! Send it to every man, so he can understand!

I m still waiting when my people ( and God ) picks me up , hugs and forgive/s me

A story with a learning.....

Six year old Brandon decided one Saturday morning to fix his parents pancakes. He found a big bowl and spoon, pulled a chair to the counter, opened the cupboard and pulled out the heavy flour canister, spilling it on the floor. He scooped some of the flour into the bowl with his hands, mixed in most of a cup of milk and added some sugar, leaving a floury trail on the floor which by now had a few tracks left by his kitten.

Brandon was covered with flour and getting frustrated. He wanted this to be something very good for Mom and Dad, but it was getting very bad. He didn't know what to do next, whether to put it all into the oven or on the stove, (and he didn't know how the stove worked!). Suddenly he saw his kitten licking from the bowl of mix and reached to push her away, knocking the egg carton to the floor. Frantically he tried to clean up this monumental mess but slipped on the eggs, getting his pajamas white and sticky. And just then he saw Dad standing at the door. Big crocodile tears welled up in Brandon's eyes. All he'd wanted to do was something good, but he'd made a terrible mess. He was sure a scolding was coming, maybe even a spanking. But his father just watched him.

Then, walking through the mess, he picked up his crying son, hugged him and loved him, getting his own pajamas white and sticky in the process. 
That's how God deals with us. We try to do something good in life, but it turns into a mess. Our marriage gets all sticky or we insult a friend or we can't stand our job or our health goes sour. Sometimes we just stand there in tears because we can't think of anything else to do. 

That's when God picks us up and loves us and forgives us, even though some of our mess gets all over Him. But just because we might mess up, we can't stop trying to "make pancakes," for God or for others. Sooner or later we'll get it right, and then they'll be glad we tried...

And thanks to Singrodiaji for sharing this story...Alokhttp://health.groups.yahoo.com/group/menow/message/5359

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Thanks & Regards,
Laxmikant SingrodiaM:  09821070294 |  R: 022-28492377

www.singrodia.com
laxmikant@singrodia.com

 

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small things can make others life happy and in turn u earn good karma's

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And unfortunately the retailers are just in rush to sell and not at all
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service.

And after lot of struggle ( just dial and google also did not give much
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service. Hats off to you. I wish we in India had  few more such gem of
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I can say for first time I find some one on list of BMC to be so excellent
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up there someone is keeping score card.

A woman baked bread for members of her family and an extra one for a hungry passerby.  
She kept the extra bread on the Window-sill, for whosoever would take it away.  
Every day, a hunch-back came and took away the bread. Instead of expressing gratitude,  
he muttered the following words as he went his way:  
"The evil you do remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!"  
This went on, day after day. Every day, the hunch-back came, picked up the bread and uttered the words: "The evil you do, remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!"  
The woman felt irritated. "Not a word of gratitude," she said to herself...  
"Everyday this hunch-back utters this jingle! What does he mean?  
"One day, out of despiration, she decided to do away with him. "I shall get rid of this hunch-back," she said. And what did she do? She added poison to the bread she prepared for him! As she was about to place it on the window sill, her hands trembled. "What is this I am doing?" she said.  
Immediately she threw the bread into the fire, prepared another one and kept it on the window-sill.  
As usual, the hunch-back came, picked up the bread and muttered the words:  
"The evil you do, remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!"  
The hunch-back proceeded on his way, blissfully unaware of the war raging in the mind of the woman. Everyday, as the woman placed the bread on the window-sill, she offered a prayer for her son who had gone to a distant place to seek his fortune. For many months, she had no news of him.. She prayed for his safe return.  
That evening, there was a knock on the door. As she opened it, she was surprised to find her son standing in the doorway.. He had grown thin and lean. His garments were tattered and torn. He was hungry, starved and weak. As he saw his mother, he said, "Mom, it's a miracle I'm here. While I was but a mile away, I was so hungry that I collapsed. I would have died, but just then an old hunch-back passed by. I begged of him for a small part of his food, and he was kind enough to give me a whole bread. "As he gave it to me, he said, "This is what I eat everyday: today, I shall give it to you, for your need is greater than mine!"

"As the mother heard those words, her face turned pale and red. She leaned against the door for support. She remembered the poisoned bread that she had made that morning. Had she not burnt it in the fire, it would have been eaten by her own son, and he would have lost his life!  
It was then that she realized the significance of the words: "The evil you do remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!"  
Do good and; Don't ever stop doing good, even if it's not appreciated at that time as someone up there is keeping track of your score card. 

THE OTHER SIDE

THE OTHER SIDE

"A Father was reading a magazine and his little daughter every now and then distracted him. To keep her busy, he tore one page on which was printed the map of the world.

He tore it into pieces and asked her to go to her room and put them together to make the map again.

He was sure she would take the whole day to get it done.

But the little one came back within minutes with perfect map.

When he asked how she could do it so quickly, she said, 'Oh Dad, there is a man's face on the other side of the paper. I made the face perfect to get the map right."" she ran outside to play leaving the father surprised.. "

Moral : There is always the other side to whatever we experience in this world. This story indirectly teaches a lesson..whenever we come across a challenge or a puzzling situation, look at the other side... You will be surprised to see an easy way to tackle the problem.