Thursday, April 28, 2011

The Wooden Bowl

 
 
 
The Wooden Bowl

I guarantee you will remember the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow, a week from now, a month from now, a year from now.

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year-old grandson.
The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered

The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and
Failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor.
When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.

The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess.
'We must do something about father,' said the son.
'I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.'

So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner.
There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner.
Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl.

When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone.
Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.

The four-year-old watched it all in silence.

One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor.
He asked the child sweetly, 'What are you making?' Just as sweetly, the boy responded,
'Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up.
' The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.

The words so struck the parents so that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done.

That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table.
For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason,
Neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.

On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter what happens, how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.

I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles four things:
A rainy day, the elderly, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.

I've learned that making a 'living' is not the same thing as making a 'life..'

I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.

I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands.You need to be able to throw something back sometimes.

I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you
But, if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others,
Your work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you

I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.

I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.

I've learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone.

People love that human touch -- holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.

I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.

Friday, April 15, 2011

Team Work!!




There was a farmer who grew superior quality and award-winning corn. Each year he entered his corn in the state fair where it won honor and prizes.

One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learnt something interesting about how he grew it. The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with his neighbors'.

"How can you afford to share your best seed corn with your neighbors when they are entering corn in competition with yours each year?" the reporter asked.

"Why sir, "said the farmer, "didn't you know? The wind picks up pollen from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbors grow inferior, sub-standard and poor quality corn, cross-pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I am to grow good corn, I must help my neighbors grow good corn."

The farmer gave a superb insight into the connectedness of life. His corn cannot improve unless his neighbor’s corn also improves. So it is in the other dimensions!  
Those who choose to be at harmony must help their neighbors and colleagues to be at peace... Those who choose to live well must help others to live well. The value of a life is measured by the lives it touches.

SUCCESS DOES NOT HAPPEN IN ISOLATION. IT IS VERY OFTEN A PARTICIPATIVE AND COLLECTIVE PROCESS.

So share the good practices, ideas, new learning's with your family, team members, neighbors. All the Successes are a Team Work of a family, group, enterprise, corporation...  

 



TEAM as an acronym of letters T, E, A, M =

T Together E   Everyone   Achieves M More.


IT’S TIME TO STAR GIVING AWAY OUR BEST SEEDS  FRIEND !!!

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

LOST CHILDHOOD!!


The most beautiful phase in one’s life is childhood. It is filled with joy, happiness, innocence, laughter and with absolutely no worries whatsoever. Can anyone forget their childhood? Ask the elderly and they will fondly remember the “good old days” when there was no television, no cell phones, no computers and no modern day gadgets but days filled with loads of fun.

Can you even imagine that? Loads of fun? Without television, cell phones, and computer – probably this is what the youngsters of today wonder!! But I believe people back then really had more fun than youngsters of today. You know why?

Human relationship was given more importance back in the days. People used to spend more time with friends and family. Ever heard about joint family system? Joint family was families lived together under one roof – grandparents, parents, lots of grandchildren having lots of fun playing together, eating together, and laughing together. Well, we now have a new term, “nuclear family”. Here we have the father, mother and a child or two. Can you see any fun here? Both parents are working and children are lonely. We also have another phrase “old age homes” – something that was non-existent before the start of the century.

Outdoor games were so much fun – climbing trees, cycling, walking. Children used to get a lot of physical activity. There was so much bonding between friends. Children played with children and learnt to forgive and forget when mistakes were done, learnt to laugh in times of trouble and learnt how to cope with different aspects of life. What do we have nowadays? Children playing with machines and what do we have? “Little monsters!!” What a pity!!

Next we talk about studies or so-called education. We have become such a marks-oriented society. There used to be a time when learning was fun. Marks were secondary. Children studied out of curiosity, took courses of their choice and shined through in their life because they loved their job. Now, education has become a market where money is minted. Education is imparted for the sake of marks. No one is bothered whether the children are learning anything at all but it is more of memorizing and less learning. Marks are given importance to the extent that the child is pressurized beyond its capacity. It is scary to think that we are creating a society of robots who just perform functions without feelings. We hear of stress management for children. We hear of children committing suicide. This is the sad state of children in the present day world.

What about violence and vulgarity? Movies show so much violence and there is no dearth of vulgarity either and bloodshed too. Even the sitcoms are no different. Television was for entertainment back then, to relax, have a few laughs but…..no any more!!

I wish we could give our children a better society for them to grow in, better values in life. Hopefully no more children will lose their childhood in the real meaning when every parent does their duty to perfection. Let us hope for a bright future for the children of tomorrow.

Peace and Love!!!

Friday, April 1, 2011

Love!!!



The first time our eyes met,
I fell in love with you.

Every time I saw you,
My heart skipped a beat.

I never got the courage
to tell you what I felt for you.
Deep within my heart,
I knew you loved me too.

Days and months went by,
and neither of us took the
first step towards each other.
and suddenly life took a difference course
for both of us.

Now, after years, after we went separate ways,
I still cant stop thinking of you.
I only wish...you had told me those 3 words
that I had longed to hear.
But now, it is too late......

I just hope that
somewhere, someplace
you are doing fine and having a good life.