My favourite short story.....
This is a story about two ill men who sharing the same hospital room..
One was able to sit up for short periods and his bed was next to the only
window in that room..
the other man had to spend all of his time on his bed..
every day the patient by the window passed the time by describing to his
roommate all the things he could see outside..
the man by the window would describe the nearby park and lake,
giving colorful descriptions of the swans and ducks..
he told of children sailing model boats as their parents watched nearby..
he would tell of the young men and women walking arm in arm among the
beautiful tress and flowers..
he gave daily weather reports..
the man on the other bed will close his eyes and imagine the scenes his
friend described,with his mind's eyes..
one morning,the nurse found the man by the window had died..
he had died peacefully in his sleep..
after some days..the other man in that room asked the nurse whether
he could be moved next to the window..
the nurse compiled with his request and made the change..
once he was in the place,he looked out the window with the help of his elbow..
there were nothing..the window was facing a blank wall..
the man asked the nurse what made his deceased roommate to describe
wonderful things outside the window..
the nurse told him that,his deceased roommate was blind and couldn't even
see a wall..
she said, "Maybe he just wanted to encourage you."
words can build someone up or tear them down!!!
naam varthaigal , nalathuke payanpaduthuvomm..
nalladhey pesuvomm , nalladhey ninaipom , nalladhey seivomm!!
About ten years ago, a young and very successful executive named Josh was traveling down a Chicago
neighborhood street. He was going a bit too fast in his sleek, black, 12 cylinder Jaguar XKE, which was only
two months old.
He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw
something. As his car passed, no child darted out, but a brick sailed out and - WHUMP! - it smashed Into the
Jag's shiny black side door! SCREECH..!!!! Brakes slammed! Gears ground into reverse, and tires madly spun
the Jaguar back to the spot from where the brick had been thrown. Josh jumped out of the car, grabbed the kid
and pushed him up against a parked car. He shouted at the kid, "What was that all about and who are you?
Just what the heck are you doing?!" Building up a head of steam, he went on. "That's my new Jag, that brick
you threw is gonna cost you a lot of money. Why did you throw it?"
"Please, mister, please. . . I'm sorry! I didn't know what else to do!" Pleaded the
youngster. "I threw the brick because no one else would stop!" Tears were dripping down
the boy's chin as he pointed around the parked car. "It's my brother, mister," he said.
"He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up." Sobbing, the
boy asked the executive, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's
hurt and he's too heavy for me."
Moved beyond words, the young executive tried desperately to swallow the
rapidly swelling lump in his throat. Straining, he lifted the young man back
into the wheelchair and took out his handkerchief and wiped the scrapes and
cuts, checking to see that everything was going to be OK. He then watched
the younger brother push him down the sidewalk toward their home.
It was a long walk back to the sleek, black, shining, 12 cylinder Jaguar XKE
-a long and slow walk. Josh never did fix the side door of his Jaguar. He
kept the dent to remind him not to go through life so fast that someone has
to throw a brick at him to get his attention. . . Some bricks are softer than
others. Feel for the bricks of life coming at to you. For all the negative
things we have to say to ourselves, God has positive answers.
spend some time in your life for others
Last edited by black eyes; 14-03-2013 at 12:20 AM.
FATHER AND WORK
Father was a hardworking man who delivered bread as a living to support his wife and three
children. He spent all his evenings after work attending classes, hoping to improve himself so
that he could one day find a better paying job. Except for Sundays, Father hardly ate a
meal together with his family. He worked and studied very hard because he wanted to
provide his family with the best money could buy.Whenever the family complained that he
was not spending enough time with them, he reasoned that he was doing all this for them.
But he often yearned to spend more time with his family.The day came when the
examination results were announced. To his joy, Father passed, and with distinctions too!
Soon after, he was offered a good job as a senior supervisor which paid handsomely.Like a
dream come true, Father could now afford to provide his family with life’s little luxuries like
nice clothing, fine food and vacation abroad.However, the family still did not get to see
father for most of the week. He continued to work very hard, hoping to be promoted to
the position of manager. In fact, to make himself a worthily candidate for the promotion,
he enrolled for another course in the open university.Again, whenever the family complained
that he was not spending enough time with them, he reasoned that he was doing all this for
them. But he often yearned to spend more time with his family.Father’s hard work paid off
and he was promoted. Jubilantly, he decided to hire a maid to relieve his wife from her
domestic tasks. He also felt that their three-room flat was no longer big enough, it would
be nice for his family to be able to enjoy the facilities and comfort of a condominium.
Having experienced the rewards of his hard work many times before, Father resolved to
further his studies and work at being promoted again. The family still did not get to see
much of him. In fact, sometimes Father had to work on Sundays entertaining clients. Again,
whenever the family complained that he was not spending enough time with them, he
reasoned that he was doing all this for them. But he often yearned to spend more time
with his family.As expected, Father’s hard work paid off again and he bought a beautiful
condominium overlooking the coast of Singapore. On the first Sunday evening at their new
home, Father declared to his family that he decided not to take anymore courses or pursue
any more promotions. From then on he was going to devote more time to his family.
Father did not wake up the next day........
~spend some time with your loved one~
Last edited by black eyes; 14-03-2013 at 10:13 PM.
A philosophy professor stood before his class with some items on the
table in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a
very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with
rocks, about 2 inches in diameter.
He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into
the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the
open areas between the rocks.
He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it
The professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of
course, the sand filled up everything else.
He then asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded
with a unanimous “Yes.”
“Now,” said the professor, “I want you to recognize that this jar
represents your life. The rocks are the important things – your family,
your partner, your health, your children – things that if everything else
was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter – like your job, your
house, your car.
The sand is everything else. The small stuff.”
“If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued “there is no room
for the pebbles or the rocks. The same goes for your life.
If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never
have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the
things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take
your partner out dancing. There will always be time to go to work,
clean the house, give a dinner party and fix the disposal.
Take care of the rocks first – the things that really matter. Set your
priorities. The rest is just sand.”