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[Phoenix Blood]

 

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[chishtyguy]

I think u took me bit wrong. What I actually meant to say was asking for logics and looking for arguments when we already know that it is wrong. We look for logics, we try to find faults for the things we dont want or like to do even of we know kei those things are forbidden in the teachings f Islam.

I do agree with what you have said and I did have mentioned about the person who will only ask questions to find faults in the teachings of Islam... But what I wanted to say is that a person should not be a blind follower, atleast he should be able to judge and distill off what he is gaining from his environment...

@Phoenix Blood yeah, O you supreme one... I was referring to the latter part..

 

[Amy Bloom]

Beautiful story... Can i have your permission to share this with a friend outside xpc?

Beautiful... Must read:j

May be good story to tell to our young kids as well!

Once, a Junior School teacher asked her students to bring some potatoes in a plastic bag to school. Each potato will be given a name of the person whom that child hates. Like this, the number of potatoes will be equal to the number of persons they hate.

On a decided day, the children brought their potatoes well addressed. Some had two, some had three and some had even five potatoes.

The teacher said they have to carry these potatoes with them everywhere they go for a week.

As the days passed the children started to complain about the spoiled smell that started coming from these potatoes. Also some students who had many potatoes complained that it was very heavy to carry them all around. The children got rid of this assignment after a week, when it got over.

The teacher asked, "How did you feel in this one week?"

The children discussed their problems about the smell and weight.

Then the teacher said, "This situation is very similar to what you carry in your heart when you don't like some people. This hatred makes your heart unhealthy and you carry that hatred in your heart everywhere you go. If you can't bear the smell of spoiled potatoes for a week, imagine the impact on your heart of this hatred that you carry throughout your life."

Our heart is a beautiful garden that needs a regular cleaning of unwanted weeds. Forgive those who have not behaved with you as expected and forget the bad things. This also makes room available for storing good things.....

 

[Phoenix Blood]

Beautiful story... Can i have your permission to share this with a friend outside xpc?

Ofcourse, it ain't my story, chum

 

[Amy Bloom]

Ofcourse, it ain't my story, chum

Sorry maybe you said something in your language, what is "chum"?
...and thank you for the follow

 

[Phoenix Blood]

Sorry maybe you said something in your language, what is "chum"?
...and thank you for the follow

Don't take me wrong Chum maybe... = pal/friend
okay, lemme see your wall :O

 

[Amy Bloom]

Don't take me wrong Chum maybe... = pal/friend
okay, lemme see your wall :O

Ohh i see! i learned something today!
Okay sure ^_^

 

[Phoenix Blood]

Ohh i see! i learned something today!
Okay sure ^_^

Hehehehe.

 

[Phoenix Blood]

A beautiful speech by Sundar Pichai - an IIT-MIT Alumnus and Global Head Google Chrome:

The cockroach theory for self development

At a restaurant, a cockroach suddenly flew from somewhere and sat on a lady.

She started screaming out of fear.

With a panic stricken face and trembling voice,she started jumping, with both her hands desperately trying to get rid of the cockroach.

Her reaction was contagious, as everyone in her group also got panicky.

The lady finally managed to push the cockroach away but ...it landed on another lady in the group.

Now, it was the turn of the other lady in the group to continue the drama.

The waiter rushed forward to their rescue.

In the relay of throwing, the cockroach next fell upon the waiter.

The waiter stood firm, composed himself and observed the behavior of the cockroach on his shirt.

When he was confident enough, he grabbed it with his fingers and threw it out of the restaurant.

Sipping my coffee and watching the amusement, the antenna of my mind picked up a few thoughts and started wondering, was the cockroach
responsible for their histrionic behavior?

If so, then why was the waiter not disturbed?

He handled it near to perfection, without any chaos.

It is not the cockroach, but the inability of the ladies to handle the disturbance caused by the cockroach that disturbed the ladies.

I realized that, it is not the shouting of my father or my boss or my wife that disturbs me, but it's my inability to handle the disturbances caused by their shouting that disturbs me.

It's not the traffic jams on the road that disturbs me, but my inability to handle the disturbance caused by the traffic jam that disturbs me.

More than the problem, it's my reaction to the problem that creates chaos in my life.

Lessons learnt from the story:

I understood, I should not react in life.

I should always respond.

The women reacted, whereas the waiter responded.

Reactions are always instinctive whereas responses are always well thought of.
A beautiful way to understand............LIFE.

 

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