Wet Pants !

Welcome to 125^th Monday Musings !

Hope you had a great Diwali !

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There is a nine-year-old kid sitting at his desk and all of a sudden, there is a puddle between his feet and the front of his pants are wet.

He thinks his heart is going to stop because he cannot possibly imagine how this has happened.

It’s never happened before, and he knows that when the boys find out he will never hear the end of it.

When the girls find out, they’ll never speak to him again as long as he lives.

The boy believes his heart is going to stop.

He puts his head down and prays this prayer, "Dear God, this is an emergency! I need help now! Five minutes from now I’m dead meat."

He looks up from his prayer and here comes the teacher with a look in her eyes that says he has been discovered.

As the teacher is walking toward him, a classmate named Susie is carrying a goldfish bowl that is filled with water.

Susie trips in front of the teacher and inexplicably dumps the bowl of water in the boy’s lap.

The boy pretends to be angry, but all the while is saying to himself, "Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord !"

Now all of a sudden, instead of being the object of ridicule, the boy is the object of sympathy.

The teacher rushes him downstairs and gives him gym shorts to put on while his pants dry out.

All the other children are on their hands and knees cleaning up around his desk.

The sympathy is wonderful. But as life would have it, the ridicule that should have been his has been transferred to someone else –Susie.

She tries to help, but they tell her to get out. "You’ve done enough, you klutz! "

Finally, at the end of the day, as they are waiting for the bus, the boy walks over to Susie and whispers, "You did that on purpose, didn’t you ?"

Susie whispers back, "I wet my pants once too”

Moral of the story :

May God help us see the opportunities that are always around us to do good. ,Each and everyone one of us are going through tough times right now, but God is getting ready to bless you in a way that only He can.

Never miss an opportunity to help other, never be afraid to help other in their time of need, You never know when you may need a shoulder to lean on.

Top of that, the act of helping other should be done without any expectation, A candle loses nothing by lighting another candle.

Our prime purpose in life this life is to help others, and If we can’t help them at least don’t hurt them ~ Dalai Lama

Make it a great Week !

Shailesh

The Bird with Two Heads !

Welcome to 124^th Monday Musings !

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Once upon a time, there lived a strange bird named Bharunda.  bird lived on a banyan tree near the banks of a river.

The strangeness of the bird lies in the fact, that he had two necks, but shared a common stomach.

One day, the bird was wandering on the banks of the lake and found a red-golden fruit, which appeared delicious at the first sight.

One of the two heads mumbled, “Oh what a fruit. I am sure the heavens have sent it for me. I am so lucky.”

He started eating the fruit with immense pleasure and claimed that it was the most delicious fruit he had ever eaten.

Hearing this, the other head said,” O dear, let me also taste the fruit you are praising so much”.

The first head laughed and replied "You know that we've only one stomach, whichever head eats, the fruit will go to the same stomach.

So, it makes no difference whether I eat it or you eat it.

Moreover, I'm the one who found this fruit. So I've the first right to eat it".

The other head became silent and disappointed after hearing the first head. This kind of selfishness, on the part of the first head pinched him very much.

Later one day, the other head found a tree bearing poisonous fruits.

He took the poisonous fruit and told the first head, “You deceitful fellow. I will eat this poisonous fruit and avenge your insult which you have done to me”.

The first head yelled, "Please don't eat this poisonous fruit. If you eat it, both of us will die, because we've a common stomach to digest it."

The other head replied, “Shut up! As I have found this fruit, I have the every right to eat it.”

The first head started crying, but the other head didn’t bother and ate the poisonous fruit. In the consequence of this action, both of them lost their lives.

Moral of the story :

Sharing of a good thing with others is always good !

The moral of story is not only sharing the good things, but if you try understand in depth, you can apply it anywhere in your personal life, professional life. It doesn’t mean that you keep everyone happy .

But surely a better judgment is requirement, don’t do anything unethical to keep one happy, but don’t make anyone heartbroken. Never eat more than you can lift and Don't burn bridges. You'll be surprised how many times you have to cross the same river.

Make it a great Week !

Shailesh