A jobless man applied for the position of ‘office boy’ at a very big company. The employer interviewed him, then a test. clean the floor..
You are hired.. the employer said. Give me your email address, and I’ll send you the application to fill, as well as when you will start..
The man replied, I don’t have a computer, neither an email..
I’m sorry, said the employer, if you don’t have an email that means you do not exist.. And who doesn’t exist, cannot have the job..
The man left with no hope.. He didn’t know what to do, with only $10 USD in his pocket..
He then decided to go to the supermarket, bought a 10kg tomato crate, then sold the tomatoes door to door.. In less than two hours, he succeeded and doubled his capital..
He repeated the operation 3 times and returned home with $60 USD..
The man realized that he could survive by this way, and started to go everyday earlier, and returned late..
Thus, his money doubled or tripled everyday.. Shortly later, he bought a cart, then a truck, and then he had his own fleet of delivery vehicles..
Five years later, the man’s company was one of the biggest food retailers.. He started to plan his family’s future, and decided to have a life insurance..
He called an insurance broker and chose a protection plan.. When the conversation was concluded, the broker asked him his email.. The man replied; I don’t have an email.. The broker replied curiously, You don’t have an email, and yet have succeeded to build an empire.. Do you imagine what you could have done if you had an email?. The man paused for a while, and replied; An office boy!.
Don’t be discouraged if something is not in your favor today.. Better opportunities are waiting ahead..
When I was quite young, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood.. I remember well the polished, old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box..
I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother used to talk to it.. Then discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person her name was “Information Please” and there was nothing she did not know..
“Information Please” could supply any body’s number and the correct time..
My first personal experience with this genie in the bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor.. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer..
The pain was terrible, but there didn’t seem to be any reason in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy.. I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger., finally arriving at the stairway…
The telephone!. Quickly, I ran for the foot stool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing.. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear..
“Information Please,” I said into the mouthpiece just above my head. A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear..
I hurt my finger I wailed into the phone.. The tears came readily enough now that I had an audience..
Isn’t your mother home ? came the question..
No body’s home but me, I blubbered…
Are you bleeding ?. the voice asked..
No, I replied.. I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts..
Can you open your icebox ? she asked.. I said I could…
Then chip off a little piece of ice and hold it to your finger, said the voice..
After that, I called “Information Please” for everything.. I asked her for help with my geography and she told me where Philadelphia was.. She helped me with my math.. She told me my pet chipmunk, that I had caught in the park just the day before, would eat fruit and nuts..
Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary died.. I called “Information Please” and told her the sad story.. She listened, then said the usual things grown ups say to soothe a child.. But I was un-consoled. I asked her, Why is it that birds should sing so beautiful and bring joy to all families, only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage ?.
She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, Paul, always remember that there are other worlds to sing in..
Somehow I felt better..
Another day I was on the telephone. “Information Please.”.
“Information,” said the now familiar voice..
How do you spell fix ? I asked..
All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest. When I was nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston. I missed my friend very much. “Information Please” belonged in that old wooden box back home and I somehow never thought of trying the tall, shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall.. As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me.. Often, In moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy..
A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle I had about half an hour or so between planes.. I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now.. Then, without thinking what I was doing,, I dialed my hometown operator and said,, “Information, please.”
Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well..
I hadn’t planned this, but I heard myself saying, Could you please tell me how to spell fix.?.
There was a long pause.. Then came the soft spoken answer, I guess your finger must have healed by now..
I laughed, So it’s really still you, I said. I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time..
I wonder, she said, if you know how much your calls meant to me.. I never had any children and I used to look forward to your calls..
I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister..
Please do, she said.. Just ask for Sally…
Three months later I was back in Seattle.. A different voice answered, “Information.”
I asked for Sally. “Are you a friend?” she said.
Yes, a very old friend, I answered…
I’m sorry to have to tell you this, she said.. Sally had been working part time the last few years because she was sick. She died five weeks ago… Before I could hang up she said, Wait a minute.. Did you say your name was Paul
Well, Sally left a message for you.. She wrote it down in case you called.. Let me read it to you. The note said, Tell him I still say there are other worlds to sing in.. He’ll know what I mean.
I thanked her and hung up. I knew what Sally meant…
#Moral: Never underestimate the impression you may make on others….___
Ramchand and Premchand were neighbours.. Ramchand was a poor farmer.. Premchand was a landlord..
Ramchand used to be very relaxed and happy.. He never bothered to close the doors and windows of his house at night.. He had deep sound sleeps.. Although he had no money he was peaceful..
Premchand used to be very tensealways.. He was very keen to close the doors and windows of his house at night.. He could not sleep well..
He was always bothered that someone might break open his safes and steal away his money.. He envied the peaceful Ramchand..
One day, Premchand call Ramchand and gave him a boxfulof cash saying, Look my dear friend.. I am blessed with plenty of wealth.. I find you in poverty.. So, take this cash and live in prosperity.
Ramchand was overwhelmingly happy.. He was joyful throughoutthe day. Night came.. Ramchand went to bed as usual.. But, to-day,he could not sleep.. He went and closed the doors and windows.. He still could not sleep.. He began to keep on looking at the box of cash.. The whole night he was disturbed..
As soon as day broke, Ramchand took the box of cash to Premchand..
He gave away the box to Premchand saying, Dear Friend, I am poor..
But, your money took away peace from me.. Please bear with me and takeback your money…
Moral: Money can not get everything. Learn to be satisfied with what you have and you willalways be happy… ______
Once upon a time a daughter complained to her father that her life was miserable and that she didn’t know how she was going to make it… She was tired of fighting and struggling all the time… It seemed just as one problem was solved, another one soon followed… Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire…
Once the three pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in one pot, eggs in the second pot and ground coffee beans in the third pot… He then let them sit and boil, without saying a word to his daughter… The daughter, moaned and impatiently waited, wondering what he was doing… After twenty minutes he turned off the burners… He took the potatoes out of the pot and placed them in a bowl… He pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl… He then ladled the coffee out and placed it in a cup…
Turning to her, he asked… Daughter, what do you see? Potatoes, eggs and coffee, she hastily replied…
Look closer, he said, and touch the potatoes… She did and noted that they were soft.
He then asked her to take an egg and break it… After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg…
Finally, he asked her to sip the coffee… Its rich aroma brought a smile to her face…
Father, what does this mean ? she asked…
He then explained that the potatoes, the eggs and coffee beans had each faced the same adversity the boiling water… However, each one reacted differently… The potato went in strong, hard and unrelenting, but in boiling water, it became soft and weak… The egg was fragile, with the thin outer shell protecting its liquid interior until it was put in the boiling water… Then the inside of the egg became hard… However, the ground coffee beans were unique… After they were exposed to the boiling water, they changed the water and created something new…
Which one are you ? he asked his daughter… When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond ? Are you a potato, an egg, or a coffee bean ?
#Moral: In life, things happen around us, things happen to us, but the only thing that truly matters is how you choose to react to it and what you make out of it… Life is all about leaning, adopting and converting all the struggles that we experience into something positive…. _____
Rama’s family is very big. Rama is a hard worker and he is the sole bread winner of the family. He has three kids, two sons and a daughter. He lives along with father and mother.
Rama used to work too hard to feed his family. He works for more than 16 hours a day. The kids cannot see him as he will leave home early in the morning before they wake-up and reach home around midnight when kids would sleep every day.
The entire family eagerly wait to spend quality time with him and the kids miss him so much. The children were too curious about Sundays as his father would spend the entire day with them. Unfortunately, to meet the increasing household expenses and educational expenses, Rama took a weekend job to work even on Sundays.
The kids were very shattered and even Rama’s wife and parents too! The typical routine continued for several weeks and year passed. All the hard work of Rama earned a lot of benefits and he was offered promotion with attractive increment. The family moved to a new house, got better clothes and ate healthy foods.
However, as usual, Rama continues to earn more and more money. One day his wife asked him ‘why are you running for money? We can be happy with what we have now.’ Rama replied, ‘I want to give the best available in the world to all of you and want you to stay happy always.’ Two years passed and Rama hardly spent time with his family.
The children yearned to have their father at home. Meanwhile, the sincere efforts of Rama reaped him a fortune. He was offered partnership and share in profits. He continued to earn more and more wealth. Now, Rama’s family is one of the richest families in the city. They have all the facilities and luxuries.
Still, Rama’s children strove to meet their father as he was hardly seen at home. His children turned teens and they are no more kids. Now, Rama earned enough wealth to provide a luxurious life to his next five generations. Rama’s family went to their beach house to spend their vacation. His daughter asked, ‘Dad will you please spend one day at home and stay with us here?’ Rama replied, ‘Yes darling, tomorrow for sure, I will join you for the lunch and be with you all for next few days.
I’m tired of work and need refreshment!’ The entire family became very happy. Unfortunately, the next day, none in Rama’s family were alive as they were washed out in Tsunami! Rama was too busy even to hear the news about Tsunami.
When he tried to reach his beach house, he saw sea and water everywhere and screamed for his family, He could not even find the dead bodies of his family. He can never have them again, cannot even see them and even by paying millions he cannot get them back to life! He remembered his wife’s words, ‘Why are you running for money? We can be happy with what we have now.’ Money can’t buy everything!
In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway. He then hid himself and watched to see if anyone would move the boulder out of the way.
Some of the king’s wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. Many people loudly blamed the King for not keeping the roads clear, but none of them did anything about getting the stone out of the way.
A peasant then came along carrying a load of vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to push the stone out of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded.
After the peasant went back to pick up his vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the King explaining that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway.
# Moral of the story: Every obstacle we come across in life gives us an opportunity to improve our circumstances, and whilst the lazy complain, the others are creating opportunities through their kind hearts, generosity, and willingness to get things done.
I have a friend named Monty Roberts who owns a horse ranch in San Isidro. He has let me use his house to put on fund-raising events to raise money for youth at risk programs.
The last time I was there he introduced me by saying, “I want to tell you why I let Jack use my horse. It all goes back to a story about a young man who was the son of an itinerant horse trainer who would go from stable to stable, race track to race track, farm to farm and ranch to ranch, training horses.
As a result, the boy’s high school career was continually interrupted. When he was a senior, he was asked to write a paper about what he wanted to be and do when he grew up. “That night he wrote a seven-page paper describing his goal of someday owning a horse ranch.
He wrote about his dream in great detail and he even drew a diagram of a 200-acre ranch, showing the location of all the buildings, the stables and the track. Then he drew a detailed floor plan for a 4,000-square-foot house that would sit on a 200-acre dream ranch. “He put a great deal of his heart into the project and the next day he handed it in to his teacher. Two days later he received his paper back.
On the front page was a large red F with a note that read, `See me after class.’ “The boy with the dream went to see the teacher after class and asked, `Why did I receive an F?’ “The teacher said, `This is an unrealistic dream for a young boy like you. You have no money. You come from an itinerant family. You have no resources.
Owning a horse ranch requires a lot of money. You have to buy the land. You have to pay for the original breeding stock and later you’ll have to pay large stud fees. There’s no way you could ever do it.’ Then the teacher added, `If you will rewrite this paper with a more realistic goal, I will reconsider your grade.’ “The boy went home and thought about it long and hard. He asked his father what he should do.
His father said, `Look, son, you have to make up your own mind on this. However, I think it is a very important decision for you.’ “Finally, after sitting with it for a week, the boy turned in the same paper, making no changes at all. He stated, “You can keep the F and I’ll keep my dream.” Monty then turned to the assembled group and said, “I tell you this story because you are sitting in my 4,000-square-foot house in the middle of my 200-acre horse ranch. I still have that school paper framed over the fireplace.” He added, “The best part of the story is that two summers ago that same schoolteacher brought 30 kids to camp out on my ranch for a week.” When the teacher was leaving, he said, “Look, Monty, I can tell you this now.
When I was your teacher, I was something of a dream stealer. During those years I stole a lot of kids’ dreams. Fortunately you had enough gumption not to give up on yours.”
#Moral: Don’t let anyone steal your dreams. Follow your heart, no matter what. No Dream is too big or too small when one works hard to live it. One should always try making dreams come true no matter what.
Rohit was traveling from one city to another but he missed his morning train. So while waiting he thought of having breakfast. He went out of station and started walking toward a near by hotel to eat. On his way he saw two kids sitting on sidewalk. There condition was not looking good and by look on their face he could guess that they were very hungry. He felt bad for them and gave them 10r and left.
After this, as he was walking toward hotel he thought to himself, “How stupid of me..!! I gave them just 10rs.. What can they buy to eat with it, When i can’t even get a cup of tea with 10rs.” He felt ashamed of himself and went back to those kids. He asked them if they would like to eat at hotel with him. Kids were confused and looked at each other. As they were very hungry, they accepted his offer.
When kids were at the hotel, Hotelier stopped them from entering as their clothes were too dirty and torn. Seeing this Rohit went to him and asked him to allow those kids to enter as they were with him and he is going to pay for their food. Seeing this Hotelier understood whole situation and felt ashamed at his act of stopping those kids from entering.
They got inside and got seated comfortably. After this Rohit asked kids, “What do you want to eat.” Kids kept silent. Rohit ordered food. As soon as food came, he saw smile on face of boys and felt happy. When the children started eating, the happiness of their face was somewhat different.
After having food. They returned back. Before leaving Rohit handed them some more money and asked them to buy some clothes. Whole incident was over. Rohit was back to his normal routine but even after many days he couldn’t stop thinking about those boys and felt bad for them. One day while visiting temple he said, “God, Where are you?? How can you sit quietly when there are children like them who are suffering from hunger..” Just in next moment a thought struck his mind, “Who had been providing food for them until now?? What i did for those boys, could i have done that with my own thinking??” At that moment he realized and understood that ever we do is just a part of God’s Plan. Whenever we Help someone it’s because God find us worthy to help someone, he send us to help that person.
Moral: Refusing to Help Someone is like Refusing Work of God. If you see Someone in Need of help and You can Help that Person According to Your Capability as No Help is Small for Person who Needs it.
Rohan was a greedy and a selfish man. He always desired to have lots and lots of wealth and never hesitated to cheat others to earn money. Also, he never wished to share anything with the others. He was so selfish that he would like to own everything for himself. The selfish man used to calculate each and every small aspect. He paid a very little amount of wages to his servants. Where ever he went, he calculated a lot to save money by deceiving others. He also told a lot of lies to protect his wealth. Simply, Rohan was the antonym for the word HONESTY. However, he was taught a nice lesson by his own act. One day, he missed a small bag, which contained 50 gold coins. He was searching for the bag of gold coins day and night. He sent his workers in search of the bag, but none could find it. He told his friends and neighbors that he had lost a bag of gold coins and requested them to inform if they found it. Rohan was so sad that he had lost so many gold coins. After a couple of days, a ten year old girl, who was located near Rohan’s house, told her father that she had found a small bag and it had 50 gold coins. Her father worked in Rohan’s land. He told his daughter that it was his chief’s money and he had lost it before two days and added he would return the bag to his master. They weren’t very rich and the father could retain the gold coins with themselves and hide the fact of finding the bag. He was so honest that he should return the valuable coins to his master, who really owed it. He gave it back to his master Rohan and asked him to check whether the bag had 50 gold coins. Rohan who was literally happy to get the coins, decided to play a trick. He shouted at his worker, ‘There were 75 gold coins in this bag and you gave me only 50! Where are the other coins? You have stolen them!’ The worker was shocked to hear this and he pleaded to his master that he gave whatever his daughter had found. Selfish and greedy Rohan did not accept it and they decided to take the issue to court to get the right judgment. The judge heard both the sides. He examined the daughter and the worker about the number of coins they had found in the bag and they assured it was only 50! He cross-examined Rohan and Rohan replied, ‘Yes lord, I had 75 gold coins in my bag and now they gave me only 50! They have stolen my 25 coins!’ Judge asked, ‘Are you sure you had 75 coins?’ and Rohan nodded his head. Then the judge made his judgment, ‘Since Rohan lost a bag of 75 gold coins, the bag found by the girl which had only 50 coins doesn’t belong to Rohan and it was lost by somebody else. In addition, if anyone found a bag of 75 gold coins, I would declare it belongs to Rohan. Also, there were no claims against the loss of 50 coins and I order the girl and his father to take those 50 coins as a token of appreciation for their honesty!’ Moral: Honesty is rewarded and greediness is punished!