Friday Gyan 14: Patience and Persistence

PC: Prashant Bhandare

Story:
In an Indian temple, when the priest had gone for lunch, the Idol of the Lord and the Stepping Stone (stone used as a step) were conversing. 

Stepping Stone: What a good fate you have. We both were the same lump of rock for millions of years. The sculptor carved an idol out of you and everyone is worshipping you. Look at me, I am a stepping stone and every one stands on me and stamps on. What kind of life is this?

The Idol kept smiling and never bothered to answer this now and then routine murmur from the stepping stone. But the stepping stone will never stop his constant bickering.

The Idol replied: But do you remember that when the sculptor set out to carve an idol, it was you he chose, first. You were so impatient. In one strike, you broke into two. But when he tried on me, I grinned and bore all the hammers and chisel strikes with PATIENCE. Here I am the worshipful and happy Idol and you are the Stepping Stone.

Moral:
The difference between success and failure is patience and persistence!

Friday Gyan 9: The Cookie Thief

Story:
A woman was waiting at an airport one night, with several long hours before her flight. She hunted for a book in the airport shops, brought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop.

She was engrossed in her book but happened to see, that the man sitting beside her, as bold as could be...grabbed a cookie or two from the bag in between, which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene.

So she munched the cookies and watched the clock, as the gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock. She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by, thinking, "If I wasn't so nice, I would blacken his eye." With each cookie she took, he took one too, when only one was left, she wondered what he would do. With a smile on his face, and a nervous laugh, he took the last cookie and broke it in half.

He offered her half, as he ate the other, she snatched it from him and thought...oh, brother. This guy has some nerve and he's so rude, why don't he even show any gratitude!

She had never know when she had been so galled, and sighed with relief when her flight was called. She gathered her belongings and headed to the gate, refusing to look back at the thieving ingrate. She boarded the plane, and sank in her seat, then she sought her book, which was almost complete. As she reached her baggage, she gasped with surprise, there was her bag of cookies, in front of her eyes.

If mine are here, she sighed in despair, the others were his, and he tried to share. Too late to apologize, she realized with grief, that she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief.

Moral:
There is a good old poem from Ernest Hemingway: "Before you act, listen. Before you react, think..."

Friday Gyan 8: Quality Excellence

Story:

A German once visited a temple under construction where he saw a sculptor making an idol of God. Suddenly he noticed a similar idol lying nearby. Surprised, he asked the sculptor, "Do you need two statues of the same idol?" "No," said the sculptor without looking up, "We need only one, but the first one got damaged at the last stage."

The gentleman examined the idol and found no apparent damage. "Where is the damage?" he asked. "There is a scratch on the nose of the idol." said the sculptor, still busy with his work. "Where are you going to install the idol?" The sculptor replied that it would be installed on a pillar twenty feet high. "If the idol is that far, who is going to know that there is a scratch on the nose?" the gentleman asked. The sculptor stopped his work, looked up at the gentleman, smiled and said, 2 people know it, "Myself and GOD."

Moral:

The desire to excel is inclusive of the fact whether someone else appreciates it or not.

"Excellence" is a drive from inside, not outside. "Excellence" is not for someone else to notice but for your own satisfaction and efficiency...

Image Credit: Prashant Bhandare

Good Morning!!!

“Where flowers bloom so does hope.”

Have a flourishing day ahead!!!

Good Morning!!!

Good Morning!!!

Don't be angry. 

Not ever. 

It's not worth it. It's not necessary. There is always a higher road. 

Besides, at any given moment, beyond the curtains of time and space, there's a legion of angels anxious to do your bidding, who can best reach you when you're not angry. 

And besides, whatever you could have been mad about was actually a cleverly designed self-test of your power and enlightenment.

P.S: Quotes from the Universe