The pain of life is pure salt- no more, no less

I think everyone knows about this Story – Stop being a glass, Become a lake. alright, but I would like to share this story in this blog.

Once an unhappy young man came to an old master and told he had a very sad life and asked for a solution.

The old Master instructed the unhappy young man to put a handful of salt in a glass of water and then to drink it.

The Master asked, How does it taste? The young man told it was terrible.

The Master smiled and then asked the young man to take another handful of salt and put it in the lake. The two walked in silence to the nearby lake and when the young man took his handful of salt into the lake.

The old man said, Now drink from the lake. As the water dropped down the young man’s chin, the Master asked, How does it taste?

The Young man told, Good!. Do you taste the salt? asked by the Master. No, said by a young man.

The Master sit beside this young man, took his hands, and said,

The pain of life is pure salt; no more, no less. The amount of pain in life remains the same, exactly the same. But the amount we taste the ‘pain’ depends on the container we put it into.

So when you are in pain, the only thing you can do is to enlarge your sense of thinks. Stop being a glass. Become a lake.”
Stop being a glass. Become a lake.”

This post is also published on Pace Oddity

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The Story of a Woodcutter- Stephen Covey

Once upon a time, a very strong woodcutter asked for a job in a timber merchant and he got it. The pay was really good and so was the work condition. For those reasons, the woodcutter was determined to do his best.

His boss gave him an axe and showed him the area where he supposed to work.

The first day, the woodcutter brought 18 trees.“Congratulations,” the boss said. “Go on that way!”

Very motivated by the boss words, the woodcutter tried harder the next day, but he could only bring 15 trees. The third day he tried even harder, but he could only bring 10 trees. Day after day he was bringing less and fewer trees.

“I must be losing my strength”, the woodcutter thought. He went to the boss and apologized, saying that he could not understand what was going on.

When was the last time you sharpened your axe? the boss asked. Sharpen? I had no time to sharpen my axe. I have been very busy trying to cut trees…

Story Talks About

Our lives are like that. We sometimes get so busy that we don’t take time t sharpen the axe. In today’s world, it seems that everyone is busier than ever, but less happy that ever.

We have forgotten how to stay sharp. There’s nothing wrong with activity and hard work. But we should not get so busy that we avoid the truly important things in life.

We all need time to relax, to think and mediate, to learn and grow. If we don’t take the time to sharpen the axe, we will become dull and lose our effectiveness.

Author: Stephen Covey

From: 7 Habits of Highly Effective People

Published in Counting Voices

A Trip of Rich Man

One day a rich dad took his son on a trip to the village.

He wanted to show him how poor someone can be, they spent time on the farm of a poor family. They stayed for full one day with this family.

Dad asked his son, “Did you see how poor they are? what did you learn?”

Son said we have one dog, they have four.

 we have the pool, they have rivers, we have lanterns at night, they have stars

we buy foods, they grow theirs, we have wall to protect us, they have friends,

we have an encyclopaedia, they have a mind. so then they headed.

Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are.”

Moral: It’s not about money that makes us rich, It’s about the simplicity of having God in our lives.

Money for Nothing

A life not Lived for Others, is not a Life

Little Story…

True Story what I heard from my grandpa…

Once there was a small boy named Sachin. He belonged to a poor family. One day, he was crossing through the forest carrying some woods. He saw an old man who was very hungry.

Sachin wanted to give him some food, but he did not have food for his own. So he continued on his way.

On his way, he saw a deer who was very thirsty. He wanted to give him some water, but he did not have water for himself. So he went on his way ahead. Then he saw a man who wanted to make a camp but he did not have woods.

Sachin asked his problem and gave some woods to him. In return, he gave him some food and water. Now he went back to the old man and gave him some food and gave some water to the deer. The old man and the deer were very happy. Sachin than happily went on his way.

However, one day sachin fell down the hill. He was in pain but he couldn’t move and no one was there to help him. But, the old man who he had helped before saw him, he quickly came and pulled him up the hill. He had many wounds on his legs. The deer whom Sachin had given water saw his wounds and quickly went to the forest and brought some herbs.

After some time, his wounds were covered.  All were very happy that they were able to help each other.

Moral: If you can’t feed a hundred people, then feed just one. -Mother Teresa

Just Another Day

 

AMBULANCE – Doctor’s Emergency

This is the true story behind every doctor’s life…

At the evening time,

A Huge sound of the Ambulance make his way that was an emergency which a young boy with bleeding of heavy bloods. Father and mother of the boy also came there early.

The boy has taken into the hospital, nurses has looked up him and told that he was in critical condition. We take him to operation theatre rest of you are stay here..

The Father and mother were cried. We all know the mother’s love and feelings. she is the most carrying, lovable, adorable and sentiments. Like that his mother as same as well as all.

Then the boy has taken into the operation theatre. Rest of the boy family’s were standing outside of the theatre. Everyone was frank and nurses are moving inside & out and also time is running out.

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Father noticed that the operation was not started yet. He went angry and he shout out loud, why are you doing like this. my son is dying there! what the hell you are, not started the operation.

Nurse replied, Sorry sir your son has affected of the nervous system including the brain. so, the neuro surgery can only do this. our neuro surgeon was not here we have informed him. he is on the way to our hospital.

Again father got angry, during the conversation between them the doctor came there. Nurse told him, he is our neuro surgeon.

Father turn to doctor and said that this is the time to come here. this is the way you treat the patients. if your son is on this stage will you do like this, will you come late .,

But the doctor didn’t listen to him, he went inside to the operation theatre.

Boy family’s were shouting, crying and out of control. Mother was praying for him, sister and brother of him were praying.

On the other side operation is going on serious. The doctor is doing his full effort to save the boy.

After 2-3 hours later, the doctor came out, father asked him what happened to my son, is he okay? is he alright? tell me tell me.

Doctor replied wait don’t be panic everything is our control. your son is back to you. All grace to God. Nurse take care them.

and then suddenly he moved from the place. father was confuse and shock, doctor didn’t listen anything at him. he is on his way.

Then father asked the nurse why he is not listening anyone, what he is?

Nurse replied that today morning his son met with an accident which affected of the nervous system. same as your son and his son past away.

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When we informed him about your son he is on his son funeral and he came here as fast as he can to save your son. Now he is going to his son funeral.Then the father shocked respectable him.

This is the story tells about the doctor’s behind life. we are one. we all have the same respect. Every Doctor’s has the family, obligation and everything.

Don’t shout and angry at doctor’s they are next to god we must respect him. we must wait until they give new life.

Respect doctor’s, Believe them.

 

Kiss Someone Before You Go

The subway train sways back and forth, its wheels screeching more fiendishly than ever against the tracks. Outside the window the freezing cold of winter rules and the dreary bay looks like a yawning abyss as the train rumbles across it. The carriage is filled with frozen self-centered, bored passengers. Good morning!

Suddenly a little boy pushes his way in between discourteous grown-up legs – the kind that only grudgingly make room for you. While his father stays by the door, the boy sits next to the window, surrounded by unfriendly, morning-weary adults.

What a brave child, I think.

As the train enters a tunnel, something totally unexpected and peculiar happens. The little boy slides down from his seat and puts his hand on my knee. For a moment, I think that he wants to go past me and return to his father, so I shift a bit. But instead of moving on, the boy leans forward and stretches his head up towards me. He wants to tell me something, I think. Kids! I bend down to listen to what he has to say. Wrong again! He kisses me softly on the cheek.

Then he returns to his seat, leans back and cheerfully starts looking out of the window. But I’m shocked. What happened? A kid kissing unknown grown-ups on the train? To my amazement, the kid proceeds to kiss all my neighbors.

Nervous and bewildered, we look questioningly at his father, “He’s so happy to be alive,” the father says. “He’s been very sick.”

The train stops and father and son get down and disappear into the crowd. The doors close. On my cheek I can still feel the child’s kiss – a kiss that has triggered some soul-searching. How many grown-ups go around kissing each other from the sheer joy of being alive? How many even give much thought to the privilege of living? What would happen if we all just started being ourselves?

Toot Your Horn

 

CARING – A Wonderful Elderly Dad

True story of my father colleague.

What he told to me its made me cry. When I asked him about his father he says,

I am 51 year old man who is dealing with an sick and elderly father, 88 years old.

Throughout my life, although I loved my father and I know he loved me. we never really got along, never saw eye to eye on anything.

Over the past 1-2 years, as his health started to fail. I have come to realize how very much I love this man and I realize that even though we never saw things eye to eye. he was always there for me and our family.

I know that time is not on his side any longer and I hope that when the day comes, god takes him peacefully and that he knows how much I love him and have come to respect him.

He has provided so much for me, my family & my 2 brothers & their families. He has been a wonderful husband to my mother and loved by all of us. I will be there for him till the very end….    love you dad…….

Pat on the Back