Two stories

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This is a story about 2 friends who were walking through a forest. At one particular point the two got into an argument and one friend hit the other in the face.The one who was hit was hurt, but without any word he wrote in the sand:‘Today my best friend hit me in my face.’They walked on until they found an oasis where they decided to have a bath.The one who had been hit got stuck in the mud and was drowning but the friend saved himWhen he came to, he carved in a stone:‘Today my best friend saved my life’The friend who had hit his best friend then saved him asked:‘After I hit you you wrote this in the sand and now you carved in the stone that I saved you, why did you do this?’The other friend answered:‘When someone hurts us we must write it in the sand where the

wind of forgiveness can blow it away’‘But if someone does a good deed for you, we have to carve it in stone where no wind can blow it away.’It is said that it takes only a minute to find extraordinary people, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but it takes a whole life to forget them.

 

 

 

One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.

 

 

On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, 'How was the trip?''It was great, Dad.''Did you see how poor people live?' the father asked.'Oh yeah,' said the son.'So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?' asked the fatherThe son answered:"I saw that we have one dog and they had four.We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end.We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.We buy our food, but they grow theirs.We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."The boy's father was

speechless.

Then his son added, 'Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are.'

Isn't perspective a wonderful thing?Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have.Appreciate every single thing you have, especially your friends!'Life is too short and friends are too few.'

 

 

 

Shreeram Balijepalli

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