••• Lesson From Crumpled Paper •••

Story Of D Day

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••• Lesson From Crumpled Paper •••

When I was a child, because of my impulsive character, I was angry at everything. In most cases, after these incidents I felt ashamed and I tried to console those I have hurt.

One day, my teacher saw me apologizing after an explosion of anger and handed me a sheet of plain paper and said:

Knead the paper now!

With fear, obeyed and did a ball with it. The teacher told me again, to now leave it as it was before. Obviously I could not leave it as before. The paper was still full of folds.

Moral

The teacher told me: “The hearts of men are like that roll”. The impression left on them will be hard to erase just as it is hard to erase these wrinkles. So I learned to be comprehensive, and more patient.

When I feel like bursting, I remember that crumpled paper. The impression left on people is impossible to erase. When we hurt someone with our actions or our words, we just want to fix the error, but it’s too late ….

Someone once told me : “Speak only when their words can be as gentle as silence. “

We will always be responsible for our actions.

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“Individually, We Are One Drop.
Together, We Are An Ocean”

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::: Quote Of D Day :::

Quote Of D Day

::: The Chapatti :::

Story Of D Day

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::: The Chapatti :::

Wonderful story….with POWERFUL lesson 

A woman baked chapatti (roti) for members of her family and an extra one for a hungry passer-by. She kept the extra chapatti on the window sill, for whosoever would take it away. Every day, a hunchback came and took away the chapatti.

Instead of expressing gratitude, he muttered the following words as he went his way: “The evil you do remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!” This went on, day after day. Every day, the hunchback came, picked up the chapatti and uttered the words: “The evil you do, remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!” The woman felt irritated.

“Not a word of gratitude,” she said to herself… “Every day this hunchback utters this jingle! What
does he mean?” One day, exasperated, she decided to do away with him. “I shall get rid of this hunchback,” she said. And what did she do? She added poison to the chapatti she prepared for him! As she was about to keep it on the window sill, her hands trembled. “What is this I am doing?” she said.

Immediately, she threw the chapatti into the fire, prepared another one and kept it on the window sill. As usual, the hunchback came, picked up the chapatti and muttered the words: “The evil you do, remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!” The hunchback proceeded on his way, blissfully unaware of the war raging in the mind of the woman. Every day, as the woman placed the chapatti on the window sill, she offered a prayer for her son who had gone to a distant place to seek his fortune.

For many months, she had no news of him.. She prayed for his safe return. That evening, there was a knock on the door. As she opened it, she was surprised to find her son standing in the doorway. He had grown thin and lean. His garments were tattered and torn. He was hungry, starved and weak. As he saw his mother, he said, “Mom, it’s a miracle I’m here. While I was but a mile away, I was so famished that I collapsed. I would have died, but just then an old hunchback passed by.

I begged of him for a morsel of food, and he was kind enough to give me a whole chapatti. As he gave it to me, he said, “This is what I eat everyday: today, I shall give it to you, for your need is greater than mine!” ” As the mother heard those words, her face turned pale. She leaned against the door for support. She remembered the poisoned chapatti that she had made that morning. Had she not burnt it in the fire, it would have been eaten by her own son, and he would have lost his life! It was then that she realized the significance of the words: “The evil you do remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!”

::: Moral :::

Do Good and Don’t ever stop doing good, even if it is not appreciated at that time.

If you like this, share it with others and I bet so many lives would be touched.

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Happy Independence Day To Every Indian..!!

In Public Interest

Happy Independence Day To Every Indian..!!

One Flag, One Land, One Heart,
One Hand, One Nation Evermore..!!

Wishing You All

A HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY

With Love,
Sohail Ahmed

Founder & Chief Mentor
Mentor My Way Inc.

Founder & CEO
Vision Kraaft Inc.

Vice – President [Disst] – Delhi
Human Rights Mission

::: A Small Story :::

Story Of D Day

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::: A Small Story :::

A Boy and A Girl were playing Together. The Boy had a collection of Marbles. The Girl had some sweets with her.
The Boy told the Girl that He will give her all his marbles in exchange for her sweets. The Girl agreed.
The Boy kept the biggest and the most beautiful marble aside and gave the rest to the Girl. The Girl gave him all her sweets as she had promised.
That Night, the Girl slept peacefully. But the Boy couldn’t sleep as he kept wondering if the Girl had hidden some sweets from him the way he has hidden is best marble.

Moral of the Story
If You don’t give your hundred per cent in a relationship, you will always keep doubting if the other person had given his/her hundred per cent …. This is applicable for any relationship like Love, Friendship, Employer-Employee relationship etc.

GIVE YOUR HUNDRED PER CENT TO EVERYTHING YOU DO AND SLEEP PEACEFULLY.

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••• :: THE BURNT TOAST :: •••

Story Of D Day

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••• :: THE BURNT TOAST :: •••

“When I was a little Boy, I remember one day in particular when she had made breakfast. She must have been very tired. My mom placed a plate of eggs, and rather burned toast in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed.

Yet all my dad did was reach for his toast, smile at my mom, and ask me how was I ready for school. I don’t remember what I replied, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jam on that toast and eat every bite!

When I got up from the table, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the toast. And I’ll never forget what he said: ‘Baby, I love burned toast.’

Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy and I asked him if he really liked his toast burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, ‘Your Momma works hard day after day and she’s real tired.

And besides a little burnt toast never hurt anyone!’ You know, life is full of imperfect things…..and imperfect people. I’m not the best football player either.

:Moral :

What I’ve learned over the years is that learning to accept each other’s faults – and choosing to celebrate each other’s differences – is the one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.

We should learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them at the feet of Allah. Because in the end, He’s the only One who will be able to give you a relationship where burnt toast isn’t a deal-breaker! 

We could extend this to any relationship in fact – as understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship!!”

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