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My mother used to ask me what the most important part of the body is. Through the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the correct Answer. When I was younger, I thought sound was very important to us as humans, so I said, 'My ears, Mommy.' She said, 'No. Many people are deaf. But you keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon.'

Several years passed before she asked me again. Since making my first attempt, I had contemplated the correct answer. So this time I told her, 'Mommy, sight is very important to everybody, so it must be our eyes.' She looked at me and told me, 'You are learning fast, but the answer is not correct because there are many people who are blind.' Stumped again,

I continued my quest for knowledge and over the years, Mother asked me a couple more times and always her answer was, 'No. But you are getting smart erevery year, my child.'

Then one year, my grandfather died. Everybody was hurt. Everybody was crying. Even my father cried. I remember that especially because it was only the second time I saw him cry. My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to say our final good-bye to my Grandfather. She asked me, 'Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?' I was shocked when she asked me this now. I always thought this was a game between her and me.

She saw the confusion on my face and told me, 'This question is very important. It shows that you have really lived in your life. For every body part you gave me in the past, I have told you were wrong and I have given you an example why. But today is the day you need to learn this important lesson.' She looked down at me as only a mother can. I saw her eyes well up with tears. She said, 'My dear, the most important body part is your shoulder.' I asked, 'Is it because it holds up my head?' She replied, 'No, it is because it can hold the head of a friend or a loved one when they cry. Everybody needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear. I only hope that you have enough love and friends that you will always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it.'

Then and there I knew the most important body part is not a selfish one. It is made for others and not for yourself.

It is sympathetic to the pain of others. People will forget what you said. People will forget what you did. But people will NEVER forget how you made them feel.

The origination of this letter is unknown, but it brings a blessing to everyone who passes it on.

 Good friends are like stars...You don't always see them, but you always know they are there. Share this with a friend, I just did.

The Old Man in the Market Place

Many years ago, in a land far away, there was an old man, making his way slowly through the market place. Just as he was about to leave, a young man suddenly stepped out from behind a building and stood in front of him, barring his way. Alarmed, the old man said, ‘Please let me pass.’ But the young man smiled and shook his head.

 ‘I want something from you, old man,’ he said. ‘Very well,’ said the old man. And with a flourish he pointed his finger at a chicken that was running across the road in front of them. Immediately the chicken stopped running and, before their eyes, turned into solid gold. The old man picked it up and gave it to the young man, saying, ‘Now, will you let me pass?’ The young man took the golden chicken, but continued to smile and shake his head.

 ‘I want more from you, old man,’ he said. ‘Very well,’ said the old man, and again with a flourish he pointed his finger, this time at a dog, who was just in the middle of relieving himself against a wall. Once again, the dog froze and immediately turned into a solid gold statue (cocked leg and all). The old man picked up the dog and gave it to the young man, saying, ‘There you are. Now will you let me pass?’ The young man took the dog, but still shook his head, saying, ‘It’s not enough.

I want more from you, old man.’ ‘Very well,’ said the old man, and again he pointed his finger, this time at a house on the edge of the market place. As the two of them watched, brick by brick the house too was transformed into solid, gleaming gold that dazzled them in the sunshine. ‘There you are,’ said the old man, pointing at the house. ‘Now, surely you will let me pass.’

But the young man remained standing just where he was in front of the old man. ‘It’s still not enough,’ he said. Exasperated, the old man cried, ‘But what else can I give you?’ The young man stepped closer and, taking hold of the other’s hand, replied, ‘I want… the finger.’

 MORAL

 Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.

The Little Monster that Grew and Grew

A soldier returning home alone from a great battle found a monster blocking his path. It wasn’t much of a monster. In fact it was quite pathetic. It was small, its claws were blunt, and most of its teeth were missing.

The solder had won all the battles he had ever been in and was considered something of a hero. He decided he would deal with the rather feeble looking monster there and then. He had run out of bullets, so using his rifle as a club he brought the creature to the ground with a single blow.

Then he stepped over it and continued along the path. Within minutes, the monster was in front of him again, only now it looked slightly larger and its teeth and claws were a bit sharper.

Once again he hit the monster, but this time it took several blows to bring it down. Again he stepped over it, and again, a few minutes later, the monster appeared before him, bigger than ever.

The third time, no matter how much he hit the monster it would not go down. It grew larger and more ferocious with each blow the solder aimed at it. Defeated, the soldier fled back down the path, with the monster chasing after him.

Yet by the time it arrived at the spot where he’d first seen it, the monster had returned to its original size.

When another traveller appeared on the path the soldier stopped him and warned him of what had happened. ‘Maybe we can fight it together,’ he suggested, ‘then we will overcome it.’

‘Let’s just leave the feeble little thing where it is,’ said the traveller. ‘If you pick a quarrel with something unpleasant when you don’t really have to, then it simply grows more unpleasant. Let’s just leave it alone.’

And so they did. They walked around the toothless little monster and

MORAL

Don’t let your toothless little monsters wind you up!

Learn to Earn

Chuan and Jing joined a wholesale company together just aftergraduation. Both worked very hard.
After several years, the boss promotedJing to sales executive but Chuan remained a sales rep. One day Chuan could nottake it anymore, tender resignation to the boss and complained the boss did notvalue hard working staff, but only promoted those who flattered him.

The boss knew that Chuan worked veryhard for the years, but in order to help Chuan realize the difference betweenhim and Jing, the boss asked Chuan to do the following. Go and find out anyoneselling water melon in the market? Chuan returned and said yes. The boss askedhow much per kg? Chuan went back to the market to ask and returned to informboss the $12 per kg.

Boss told Chuan, I will ask Jing thesame question? Jing went, returned and said, boss, only one person sellingwater melon. $12 per kg, $100 for 10 kg, he has inventory of 340 melons. On thetable 58 melons, every melon weighs about 15 kg, bought from the South two daysago, they are fresh and red, good quality.

Chuan was very impressed and realizedthe difference between himself and Jing. He decided not to resign but to learnfrom Jing.

My dear friends, a more successfulperson is more observant, think more and understand in depth. For the samematter, a more successful person sees several years ahead, while you see onlytomorrow. The difference between a year and a day is 365 times, how could youwin?

Think! how far have you seen ahead inyour life? How thoughtful in depth are you?

From: Vinita Bhandari