The Mountain Story
A son and his father were walking on the mountains.
Suddenly, his son falls, hurts himself and screams: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
To his surprise, he hears the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain:
"AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Curious, he yells: "Who are you?"
He receives the answer: "Who are you?"
Angered at the response, he screams: "Coward!"
He receives the answer: "Coward!"
He looks to his father and asks: "What's going on?"
The father smiles and says: "My son, pay attention."
And then he screams to the mountain: "I admire you!"
The voice answers: "I admire you!"
Again the man screams: "You are a champion!"
The voice answers: "You are a champion!"
The boy is surprised, but does not understand.
Then the father explains: "People call this ECHO, but really this is LIFE.
It gives you back everything you say or do.
Our life is simply a reflection of our actions.
If you want more love in the world, create more love in your .
If you want more competence in your team, improve your competence.
This relationship applies to everything, in all aspects of life;
Life will give you back everything you have given to it."
YOUR LIFE IS NOT A COINCIDENCE. IT'S A REFLECTION OF YOU!
ThanKx DuDE...
Monday, September 19, 2005
Sunday, September 18, 2005
Hospital Windows
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man
was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain
the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window.
The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.
And every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.
The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen .
As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Days and weeks passed.
One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to
find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the world outside. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it for
himself.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.
It faced a blank wall.
The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.
The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.
She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man
was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain
the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window.
The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.
And every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.
The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen .
As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Days and weeks passed.
One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to
find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the world outside. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it for
himself.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.
It faced a blank wall.
The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.
The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.
She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."
Monday, September 05, 2005
HoilDaes..!!!
Yeah.. gues it been a while since i last updated my blog.. haha.. sumone is already bu nan fan wor.. haha ya la.. here i am to pen down my thoughts over the past few weeks.. haha finally is hoildae time.. exam was a tedious one.. as it is my heaviest sem tis sem.. was realli stressed!! but now is all over.. hope can do well.. aniway.. has been kinda.. the same for the past few dae.. guess i gained wt le.. must make use of this hoildae to do more workout.. ahaha.. and sweat all out men.. haha.. oh ya.. btw we also studied ay syc.. and followed by sum wonderful desert and dinner, cum evening gongyo.. studying and chatting was fun in a way too.. haha hope we have more chance to do it often.. yeap.. oh ya.. it benn a long time since i mention abt my bf yea? haha he is surviving well over in thailand.. and he be back on the 26 4am.. haha intend to go received him de.. but 4am wor.. haiz.. he ask mi to arrange with his dad.. but i shy la.. scared scared. haha.. aniway.. we shall see.. hmm.. kinda miss him.. it been like a mth since he left spore.. haha.. wonder did he grow more man ma.. haha.. okok.. hmm.. guess the next few week will be realli busy.. busy Home V, studying in good books, dialogue... etc.. haha life is getting more and more.. enriching... and oh ya.. kotekitai training was great jus got a new frm shimin that she wanted mi to try out on tuba.. whaha.. shiok.. hopefull i fit the month piece.. if nt hopefully i get flute or sax? haha.. mi realli wanna a instrument where i can practise at hm.. haha.. but tuba is cool too.. kinda developed a passion in it.. yeap.. hehe.. so far think tat all for now.. hopefully.. i be ablte to reach my target .. Hm visit.. 10 of my member this month.. whaha.. i believe is possible de.. whaha... chant for mi yea.. i will cahnt too.. whaha btw.. mi will still be working at venexia.. wanna com eat ice-cream?? haha drop mi a call yea.. okok.. gtg leave le.. u peeps take Care!!
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