Entries from June 2007 ↓
June 29th, 2007 — me
it’s been a while since you left
the days remained silent
now that I see that I am alone..
let me sing for you
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from one of my incomplete poems….
June 28th, 2007 — me
When I Asked God for Strength
He Gave Me Difficult Situations to Face
When I Asked God for Brain & Brown
He Gave Me Puzzles in Life to Solve
When I Asked God for Happiness
He Showed Me Some Unhappy People
When I Asked God for Wealth
He Showed Me How to Work Hard
When I Asked God for Favors
He Showed Me Opportunities to Work Hard
When I Asked God for Peace
He Showed Me How to Help Others
God Gave Me Nothing I Wanted
He Gave Me Everything I Needed
- by Swami Vivekananda -
June 27th, 2007 — me
This is the most beautiful forward that I have posted here so far.
Must read….I wont put a ‘read more” tag here.
A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard
trimmed. As the barber began to work, they began to have a good
conversation. They talked about so many things and various subjects.
When they eventually touched on the subject of God, the barber
said: “I don’t believe that God exists.”
“Why do you say that?” asked the customer.
“Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God
doesn’t exist. Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick
people? Would there be abandoned children? If God existed, there
would be neither suffering nor pain. I can’t imagine a loving a God
who would allow all of these things.”
The customer thought for a moment, but didn’t respond because he
didn’t want to start an argument. The barber finished his job and the
customer left the shop. Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a
man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed
beard. He looked dirty and un-kept.
The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and he
said to the barber: “You know what? Barbers do not exist.”
“How can you say that?” asked the surprised barber. “I am here, and I
am a barber. And I just worked on you!”
“No!” the customer exclaimed. “Barbers don’t exist because if they
did, there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed
beards, like that man outside.”
“Ah, but barbers DO exist! What happens is, people do not come to
me.”
“Exactly!”- affirmed the customer. “That’s the point! God, too, DOES
exist! What happens, is, people don’t go to Him and do not look for
Him. That’s why there’s so much pain and suffering in the world.”
June 26th, 2007 — me
Two Wolves
One evening, an old Cherokee Indian told his grandson
about a “battle” that goes on inside people.
He said, “My son, the battle is between 2 “wolves” inside us all.
One is Evil. It is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed,
arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority,
lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.
The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope,
serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy,
generosity, truth, compassion and faith.”
The grandson thought about it for a minute and then
asked his grandfather: “Which wolf wins?”
The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”
One of the best forwards I have ever received. Made me think for a long time. I am sure you will feel the same way. Would love to hear your comments.
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Cherokee > A Native American people formerly inhabiting the southern Appalachian Mountains from the western Carolinas and eastern Tennessee to northern Georgia, with present-day populations in northeast Oklahoma and western North Carolina. The Cherokee were removed to Indian Territory in the 1830s after conflict with American settlers over rights to traditional lands.
June 25th, 2007 — me
You Can Make A Difference
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An old man was walking along the beach, when he came upon a part of the
sand where thousands of starfish had washed ashore. A little further
down the beach he saw a young woman, who was picking up the starfish
one at a time and tossing them back into the ocean. “Oh you silly
girl,” he exclaimed. “You can’t possibly save all of these starfish.
There’s too many.You wont make much of a difference.”
The woman smiled and said, “I know. But I can save this one - that
would make a lot difference to it ” and she tossed another into the
ocean, “and to this one”, toss, “and to this one…”
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I was surprised to see this in the forwards folder of my mail account.
This inspiring story used to be something which guided me for my short career in banglore.I had to leave, without a notice, without saying a good bye. I will keep this story along with
Those memories…
June 24th, 2007 — me
Again, from my collection of forwarded messages…….
His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog (water-soaked ground or marsh). He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death.
The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman’s sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy farmer Fleming had saved. “I want to repay you.” said the nobleman. “You saved my son’s life.”
“No, I can’t accept payment for what I did.” the Scottish farmer replied waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer’s own son came to the door of the family hovel. “Is that your son?” the nobleman asked. “Yes,” the farmer replied proudly.
“I’ll make you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education my own son will enjoy. If the lad is anything like his father, he’ll no doubt grow to be a man we both will be proud of.” Continue reading →
June 22nd, 2007 — me
You may not believe that there are customers like this but ……
Customer: Hi, this is Celine. I can’t get my diskette out.
Tech support: Have you tried pushing the button?
Customer: Yes, sure, it’s really stuck.
Tech support: That doesn’t sound good; I’ll make a note.
Customer: No .. wait a minute… I hadn’t inserted it yet… it’s still on my desk… sorry….
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Tech support: Click on the ‘my computer’ icon on to the left of the screen.
Customer: Your left or my left?
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Tech support: Good day. How may I help you?
Male customer: Hello… I can’t print.
Tech support: Would you click on “start” for me and…
Customer: Listen pal; don’t start getting technical on me! I’m not Bill Gates ya know.
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Customer: Hi, good afternoon, this is Martha, I can’t print. Every time I try, it says ‘Can’t find printer’. I’ve even lifted the printer and placed it in front of the monitor, but the computer still says he can’t find it…
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Customer: I have problems printing in red…
Tech support: Do you have a color printer?
Customer: Aaaah………………..thank you.
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