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  1. #1
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    Feb 2012

    The Window

    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!!

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    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.

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    Feb 2012

    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.

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    Feb 2012

    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.”

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