What goes around comes around


“What goes around comes around!”

 

One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.

Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn’t look safe; he looked poor and hungry.

He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was those chills which only fear can put in you.

He said, “I’m here to help you, ma’am. Why don’t you wait in the car where it’s warm? By the way, my name is Hari Krishna”

Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough.

Hari crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.

As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from Lifestyle and was only just passing through. She couldn’t thank him enough for coming to her aid.

Hari just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her.

She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Hari never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him.

This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.

He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Hari added, “And think of me.”

He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps.

The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn’t erase.

The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Hari.

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door.

She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin.

There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote:

“You don’t owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I’m helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you.”

Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.

Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day.

That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written.

How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard….

She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, “Everything’s going to be all right. I love you, Hari Krishna.”

There is an old saying “What goes around comes around.” Today, I sent you this story and I’m asking you to pass it on… Let this light shine…

Urs,

SRK

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Blessings!!!


Blessings!!!

A young man, a student in one of our universities, was one day taking a walk with a professor, who was commonly called the students’ friend, for his kindness to those who waited on his instructions.

As they went along, they saw lying in the path a pair of old shoes, which they supposed to belong to a poor man who was employed in a field close by, and who had nearly finished his day’s work.

The student turned to the professor, saying: “Let us play the man a trick: we will hide his shoes, and conceal ourselves behind those bushes, and wait to see his perplexity when he cannot find them.”

“My young friend,” answered the professor, “we should never amuse ourselves at the expense of the poor. But you are rich, and may give yourself a much greater pleasure by means of the poor man.

Put a coin into each shoe, and then we will hide ourselves and watch how the discovery affects him.”

The student did so, and they both placed themselves behind the bushes close by.

The poor man soon finished his work, and came across the field to the path where he had left his coat and shoes.

While putting on his coat he slipped his foot into one of his shoes; but feeling something hard, he stooped down to feel what it was, and found the coin.

Astonishment and wonder were seen upon his countenance. He gazed upon the coin, turned it round, and looked at it again and again.

He then looked around him on all sides, but no person was to be seen. He now put the money into his pocket, and proceeded to put on the other shoe; but his surprise was doubled on finding the other coin.

His feelings overcame him; he fell upon his knees, looked up to heaven and uttered aloud a fervent thanksgiving, in which he spoke of his wife, sick and helpless, and his children without bread, whom the timely bounty, from some unknown hand, would save from perishing.

The student stood there deeply affected, and his eyes filled with tears. “Now,” said the professor, “are you not much better pleased than if you had played your intended trick?”

The youth replied, “You have taught me a lesson which I will never forget. I feel now the truth of those words, which I never understood before: ‘It is more blessed to give than to receive.’”

Cheers,

SRK

Four Wives!!!


FOUR WIVES

 

Once upon a time, there was a rich merchant who had 4 wives.

 

He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to delicacies.

 

He took great care of her & gave her nothing but the best.

 

He also loved the 3rd wife very much.

 

He’s very proud of her and always wanted to show off her to his friends.

 

However, the merchant is always in fear that she might run away with some other men.

 

He too, loved his 2nd wife.

 

She is a very considerate person, always patient & in fact is the merchant’s confidante.

 

Whenever the merchant faced some problems, he always turned to his 2nd wife and she would always help him out and tide him through difficult times.

 

Now, the merchant’s 1st wife is a very loyal partner and has made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and business as well as taking care of the household.

 

However, the merchant did not love the 1st wife and although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her.

 

One day, the merchant fell ill.

 

Before long, he knew that he was going to die soon.

 

He thought of his luxurious life and told himself, “Now I have 4 wives with me. But when I die, I’ll be alone. How lonely I’ll be!”

 

Thus, he asked the 4th wife, “I loved you most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I’m dying, will you follow me and keep me company?”

 

“No way!” replied the 4th wife and she walked away without another word.

 

Answer cut like a sharp knife right into the merchant’s heart.

 

The sad merchant then asked the 3rd wife, “I have loved you so much for all my life. Now that I’m dying, will you follow me and keep me company?”

 

“No!” replied the 3rd wife. “Life is so good over here! I’m going to remarry when you die!”

 

The merchant’s heart sank and turned cold.

 

He then asked the 2nd wife, “I always turned to you for help and you’ve always helped me out. Now I need your help again. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?”

 

“I’m sorry, I can’t help you out this time!” replied the 2nd wife.”

 

“At the very most, I can only send you to your grave.”

 

Answer came like a bolt of thunder & merchant was devastated.

 

Then a voice called out: “I’ll leave with you. I’ll follow you no matter where you go.”

 

The merchant looked up and there was his 1st wife.

 

She was so skinny, almost like she suffered from malnutrition.

 

Greatly grieved, the merchant said, “I should have taken much better care of you while I could have!”

 

Actually, we all have 4 wives in our lives.

 

The 4th wife is our body.

 

No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it’ll leave us when we die.

 

Our 3rd wife is our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, they all go to others.

 

The 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how close they had been there for us when we’re alive, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.

 

The 1st wife is in fact our soul, often neglected in our pursuit of material wealth & sensual pleasure.

 

Guess what? It is actually the only thing that follows us wherever we go. Perhaps it’s a good idea to cultivate and strengthen it now rather than to wait until we’re on our deathbed to lament.

 

Magic Ball!!!


THE MAGIC CRYSTAL BALL

 

In the south of Spain, there was a small village whose people were very joyful and lucky.

 

The children played under the shade of trees in the gardens of their home. 

 

A shepherd boy whose name was Nasir, stayed near the village with his   father, mother and grandmother.

 

Early morning each day, he takes his herd of goats up the hills to find a suitable place for them to graze.

 

In the afternoon he would return with them to the village.

 

At night his grandmother would tell him a story. The story really interested Nasir.

 

As usual, on one of these days, as Nasir was watching his herd and playing his flute he suddenly saw a wonderful light behind the flower bush.

 

When he came towards the branches he saw a transparent and most beautiful crystal ball.

 

The crystal ball was glittering like a colorful rainbow.

 

Nasir carefully took it in his hand and turned it around.

 

With surprise suddenly he heard a weak voice coming from the crystal ball.

 

It said; “You can make a wish that your heart desires and I will fulfill it.”

 

Nasir could not believe that he had actually heard a voice.

 

But he became so engrossed in his thoughts for he had so many wishes but he must wish for something which was impossible like the wish to be able to fly.

 

He said to himself, if I wait till tomorrow I will remember many things.

 

He put the crystal ball in a bag and gathered the herd, happily returned back to the village.

 

He decided that he would not tell anyone about the crystal ball.

 

On the following day also, Nasir could not decide what to wish for, because he really had everything he needed.

 

The days passed as usual, and Nasir appeared to be very cheerful that the people around him were amazed to see his cheerful disposition.

 

One day a boy followed Nasir and his herd and hid behind a tree.

 

Nasir as usual sat in one corner, took out the crystal ball and for a few moments looked at it.

 

The boy waited for the moment when Nasir would go to sleep.

 

Then he took the crystal ball and ran away.

 

When he arrived in the village, he called all the people and showed them the crystal ball.

 

The citizens of that village took the crystal ball in their hand and turned it around with surprise.

 

Suddenly they heard a voice from inside the crystal ball, which says, “I can fulfill your wish.”

 

One person took the ball and screamed, “I want one bag full of gold.”

 

Another took the ball and said loudly, “I want two chests full of jewelry.”

 

Some of them wished that they would have their own palace with grand door made from pure gold instead of their old houses.

 

Some also wished for bags full of jewelry, but nobody asked for gardens in their palaces.

 

All their wishes were fulfilled but still the citizens of the village were not happy.

 

They were jealous because the person that had a palace had no gold and the person that had the gold had no palace.

 

For this reason, the citizens of the village were angry and were not speaking to each other.

 

There was not even one garden which existed in the village where the children could play.

 

The patience of the children was running out and they were uncomfortable.

 

Nasir and his family were happy and pleased.

 

Every morning and afternoon he would play the flute.

 

The children could not wait anymore and decided to return the crystal ball to Nasir.

 

The parents and neighbors went to him.

 

The children said to Nasir; “When we had a small village we all were happy and joyful.”

 

The parent also spoke. In one way or another nobody is happy.

 

The expensive palaces and jewelry only bring us pain.

 

When Nasir saw that the people were really regretful, he said I have not wished till now, if you really want everything to return to its own place, then I will wish for it.

 

Everyone happily agreed.

 

Nasir took the crystal ball in his hand turned around and wished that the village become the same as it was before.

 

Everyone quickly turned towards the village and saw it became the same old village with gardens full of trees and fruits.

 

Once again the people started to live happily and the children played under the shade of trees.

 

From the next day and everyday at sunset the sound of Nasir’s flute could be heard in the village.

 

This story teaches us that we should be happy with whatever we have and not to be greedy.

 

Cheers,

 

SRK

Rich Dad Poor Son !!!


Perspection Matters A Lot!!!

One day a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country side with a purpose of showing his son 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 you learned from the trip?” asked the father.

The 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 it interesting to know how different people may have an entirely different perspective on things? 

Urs,

SRK

IF I AM RICH .. .. .!!!


IF I AM RICH .. .. .!!!
 
I will buy Moonlight

My bedroom will have a window which can look for the world

MY PET WITH THE DIAMOND TEETH .

MY GLASS MADE OF ONLY BY ORIGINAL DIAMOND

IF I HAVE TIME, I WILL PLAY GOLF ON THE BOAT

MY SECURITY WILL PROVIDE 24X7 SUPPORT

I WILL USE ONLY TOILET PAPER

MY SWIMMING POOL CAN ONLY FILL IN WITH EXPENSIVE PERFUME

MY TRAVELING CAR WONT NEED A DRIVER

MY HOLIDAY HOUSE WONT BE SMALLER THAN THE PARLIMENT BUILDING

MY LAPTOP WITH DIAMOND EDGING AND HAS Intel Pentium IX WITH RAM 30 Gigabite .

ONLY A PROFESSIONAL CAN WASH MY CAR WHICH WAS GOLD PLATED

 

 
OK, ENOUGH OF DREAMING!!!

GET BACK TO WORK NOW!

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