Showing posts with label choice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label choice. Show all posts

Sunday, June 19, 2016

The Fourth Choice

A daughter asked her dad if she has ever made him cry in front of her before, because she don’t remember ever seeing him cry.

He said, “Once.”

He told her that when she was 3 years old, he laid out a pen, a rupee, and a toy in front of her. He wanted to see which one she would pick… it represents what you’ll value most when you grow up. Like the pen is intelligence, money is wealth and the toy is fun.

He was just doing it out of curiosity. It was interesting for him to see which one she would pick anyway.

He said that she just sat there and stared at the items. He sat across from her and waited patiently.

According to him, she crawled towards them, he held his breath, and she pushed everything aside and went straight into his arms.

He didn’t realize that he was one of the choices. And that was the first, and the only time she made him cry ...
Happy Father's day

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

The Brick

A young and successful
executive was traveling down a neighborhood street,
going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar.  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 children appeared.
Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door!
He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back to
the spot where the brick had been thrown.

The angry driver then jumped out of the
car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up
against parked car shouting,

'What was that all about and who are you?  Just what
the heck are you doing?  That's a new car and that
brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why
did you do it?'  The young boy was apologetic.
'Please, mister...please, I'm sorry but I didn't
know what else to do,' He pleaded. 'I threw the
brick because no one else would stop....' With tears
dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth
pointed to a spot just around a parked car.  'It's my
brother, 'he said 'He rolled off the curb and fell
out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up.'

Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned 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 driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling
lump in his throat... He hurriedly lifted the
handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took
out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh
scrapes and cuts.  A quick look told him everything
was going to be okay.  'Thank you and may God bless you,'

the grateful child told the stranger.  Too shook up for words,

the man simply watched the boy push his wheelchair-bound brother

down the sidewalk toward their home.

It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar. The damage was very
noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door.

He kept the dent there to remind him of this message:

'Don't go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to
get your attention!'  God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts.

Sometimes when we don't have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us.

It's our choice to listen or not.

Always enjoy the life you have got.
Help others..
Care for others...
And Be happy for giving, sharing....

Have a great day.

Monday, April 4, 2016

Think Different

Many hundreds of years ago in a small Italian town, a merchant had the misfortune of owing a large sum of money to the moneylender. The moneylender, who was old and ugly, fancied the merchant’s beautiful daughter so he proposed a bargain. He said he would forgo the merchant’s debt if he could marry the daughter. Both the merchant and his daughter were horrified by the proposal.
The moneylender told them that he would put a black pebble and a white pebble into an empty bag. The girl would then have to pick one pebble from the bag.If she picked the black pebble, she would become the moneylender’s wife and her father’s debt would be forgiven. If she picked the white pebble she need not marry him and her father’s debt would still be forgiven. But if she refused to pick a pebble, her father would be thrown into jail.


They were standing on a pebble strewn path in the merchant’s garden. As they talked, the moneylender bent over to pick up two pebbles. As he picked them up, the sharp-eyed girl noticed that he had picked up two black pebbles and put them into the bag. He then asked the girl to pick her pebble from the bag.

What would you have done if you were the girl? If you had to advise her, what would you have told her? Careful analysis would produce three possibilities:
1. The girl should refuse to take a pebble.
2. The girl should show that there were two black pebbles in the bag and expose the moneylender as a cheat.
3. The girl should pick a black pebble and sacrifice herself in order to save her father from his debt and imprisonment.
The above story is used with the hope that it will make us appreciate the difference between lateral and logical thinking.
The girl put her hand into the moneybag and drew out a pebble. Without looking at it, she fumbled and let it fall onto the pebble-strewn path where it immediately became lost among all the other pebbles.
“Oh, how clumsy of me,” she said. “But never mind, if you look into the bag for the one that is left, you will be able to tell which pebble I picked.” Since the remaining pebble is black, it must be assumed that she had picked the white one. And since the moneylender dared not admit his dishonesty, the girl changed what seemed an impossible situation into an advantageous one.

MORAL OF THE STORY: Most complex problems do have a solution, sometimes we have to think about them in a different way.