Everyone has a Story in Life
Re: Everyone has a Story in Life
Nice story Puja..it is true that One Should be proud of what he or she is and should live life to full
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Re: Everyone has a Story in Life
When you're single, people ask about gf/bf.
When you have one, they ask is there any future?
When u have a fiance, they ask about wedding?
When u get married, they ask when will u have a baby?
When u already have one, they ask when is little brother or sister coming?
When u get... divorced, they ask why?
If u moved on, they ask why so quickly?
People will never stop asking...
If you're proud of who u are and u don't care about what people think about you, LIKE it, because it's YOUR LIFE and YOU alone should decide how to LIVE IT.
When you have one, they ask is there any future?
When u have a fiance, they ask about wedding?
When u get married, they ask when will u have a baby?
When u already have one, they ask when is little brother or sister coming?
When u get... divorced, they ask why?
If u moved on, they ask why so quickly?
People will never stop asking...
If you're proud of who u are and u don't care about what people think about you, LIKE it, because it's YOUR LIFE and YOU alone should decide how to LIVE IT.
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Re: Everyone has a Story in Life
This is a small true story I rad from the book. I thought to share with you all guys.
It really inspires you.
Random Acts of Kindness
South Melbourne, Australia
April 1983: I was driving along Clarendon Street in South Melbourne on my way to Castlemaine to visit my parents. As I stopped at a traffic light I noticed a man lying on a bench seat on the footpath beside the road. It was early evening and by his rough appearance and the fact that he was holding a bottle wrapped in newspaper confirmed my immediate suspicions — he was a drunk.
As soon as I saw him I felt a twinge of compassion towards him. But like so many other people, I had other places to be and other things to do. As I watched I saw two policemen approach and instantly I felt relieved. After all, it was their responsibility to clean up the streets and make sure men like him got a chance to be somewhere safe for the night. As I sat waiting for the traffic lights to turn green I couldn’t believe what I saw. The two police strolled up and when they reached the man, both of them turned their heads the other way, as if not to see, and walked right past. I felt a sudden stab of conviction in my heart and a verse from the Bible streamed through my mind: “If anyone has material possessions and sees his brother in need, but has no pity on him, how can the love of God be in him?”
Right then I looked up and the traffic lights turned green -- and I had a decision to make. I knew that if I drove off I would have no peace, so I turned left, drove around the block, parked the car and walked back to the man. As I approached him I felt completely inadequate... and a little foolish. What was I going to say? What was I going to do? At the very least I could drive him home — if he had a home. I found him sleeping solidly and at first he didn’t respond to me at all, so I reached out and gently shook him awake. He awoke with a start, swearing and cursing at me for disturbing him. The smell of alcohol on his breath was overwhelming and I recoiled a little.
I can’t remember exactly what I said to him — probably something no more profound than, “Mate, are you OK?” But what happened next amazed me. Still lying on the bench seat, the man went quiet, looked up and fixed his eyes on mine. Then his eyes filled with tears and he said to me, “J.C. sent you didn’t he?”
I suspected that I knew what he meant but I couldn’t quite believe what I was hearing. I asked him to clarify, “J.C? What do you mean?”
“You know, Jesus Christ, He sent you didn’t he?” he said.
A little taken aback, the only reply I could think of was, “Well... yes, I guess He did”.
As I helped the man back to my car (and tried to ignore my fear that he might throw-up in it) he wept and poured out the sorrows of his heart. This was a man who through years of pain had turned to the only source comfort he had known: the bottle. But this random act of kindness from a stranger was all it took to break him and lead him through tears of repentance to ask God for mercy and forgiveness.
From that experience I learned some valuable lessons: Charitable acts are not just the obligation and duty of all believers — they are at the very core of God’s heart of mercy and are inseparably linked to the whole message of the gospel of Christ. A gospel preached without accompanying acts of love and mercy will lack the imperative urgency which flows from the heart of God towards lost humanity. Ultimately a message without practical mercy will have no power or lasting credibility in the world at all.
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It really inspires you.
Random Acts of Kindness
South Melbourne, Australia
April 1983: I was driving along Clarendon Street in South Melbourne on my way to Castlemaine to visit my parents. As I stopped at a traffic light I noticed a man lying on a bench seat on the footpath beside the road. It was early evening and by his rough appearance and the fact that he was holding a bottle wrapped in newspaper confirmed my immediate suspicions — he was a drunk.
As soon as I saw him I felt a twinge of compassion towards him. But like so many other people, I had other places to be and other things to do. As I watched I saw two policemen approach and instantly I felt relieved. After all, it was their responsibility to clean up the streets and make sure men like him got a chance to be somewhere safe for the night. As I sat waiting for the traffic lights to turn green I couldn’t believe what I saw. The two police strolled up and when they reached the man, both of them turned their heads the other way, as if not to see, and walked right past. I felt a sudden stab of conviction in my heart and a verse from the Bible streamed through my mind: “If anyone has material possessions and sees his brother in need, but has no pity on him, how can the love of God be in him?”
Right then I looked up and the traffic lights turned green -- and I had a decision to make. I knew that if I drove off I would have no peace, so I turned left, drove around the block, parked the car and walked back to the man. As I approached him I felt completely inadequate... and a little foolish. What was I going to say? What was I going to do? At the very least I could drive him home — if he had a home. I found him sleeping solidly and at first he didn’t respond to me at all, so I reached out and gently shook him awake. He awoke with a start, swearing and cursing at me for disturbing him. The smell of alcohol on his breath was overwhelming and I recoiled a little.
I can’t remember exactly what I said to him — probably something no more profound than, “Mate, are you OK?” But what happened next amazed me. Still lying on the bench seat, the man went quiet, looked up and fixed his eyes on mine. Then his eyes filled with tears and he said to me, “J.C. sent you didn’t he?”
I suspected that I knew what he meant but I couldn’t quite believe what I was hearing. I asked him to clarify, “J.C? What do you mean?”
“You know, Jesus Christ, He sent you didn’t he?” he said.
A little taken aback, the only reply I could think of was, “Well... yes, I guess He did”.
As I helped the man back to my car (and tried to ignore my fear that he might throw-up in it) he wept and poured out the sorrows of his heart. This was a man who through years of pain had turned to the only source comfort he had known: the bottle. But this random act of kindness from a stranger was all it took to break him and lead him through tears of repentance to ask God for mercy and forgiveness.
From that experience I learned some valuable lessons: Charitable acts are not just the obligation and duty of all believers — they are at the very core of God’s heart of mercy and are inseparably linked to the whole message of the gospel of Christ. A gospel preached without accompanying acts of love and mercy will lack the imperative urgency which flows from the heart of God towards lost humanity. Ultimately a message without practical mercy will have no power or lasting credibility in the world at all.
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Re: Everyone has a Story in Life
A very true story which gives us a very good message, instead of loving whom you like better to love that person who love you than any others. May his/her time is not favorable but one day they will be at the top.
A poor boy loved a rich girl.
One day the boy proposed her.
Then the girl said, "listen! your monthly salary is my daily hand expenses.
Should I be involved with you?
How could you thought that?
I will never love you.
So, forget me 'n get engaged with someone else of your level."
But somehow the boy could not forget her so easily.
10 years later.
One day they became face to face in a shopping center.
The lady said, "Hey! you!
How are you?
Now I'm married.
Do you know how much is my husband's salary?
Rs. 2 hundred Thousand per month!
Can you imagine? 'n he is also very smart."
The guy's eyes got wet with tear by hearing those words. After few minutes her husband came before the lady could say something to the guy, her husband started to say by seeing the guy.
"Sir!
You here?
Meet my wife."
Then he said to her wife, "I'm going to assist a project of sir, which is of Rs. 2 Billion. 'n do u know a fact? Sir loved a girl but he didn't get her. That's why still he is unmarried. How much lucky the girl was. Isn't it? Now a days who can love like that way?"
Moral ::
Life is not so short.
So, don't be so proud of yourself and damn others.
Situations change with time.
Every one should respect other's love.
A poor boy loved a rich girl.
One day the boy proposed her.
Then the girl said, "listen! your monthly salary is my daily hand expenses.
Should I be involved with you?
How could you thought that?
I will never love you.
So, forget me 'n get engaged with someone else of your level."
But somehow the boy could not forget her so easily.
10 years later.
One day they became face to face in a shopping center.
The lady said, "Hey! you!
How are you?
Now I'm married.
Do you know how much is my husband's salary?
Rs. 2 hundred Thousand per month!
Can you imagine? 'n he is also very smart."
The guy's eyes got wet with tear by hearing those words. After few minutes her husband came before the lady could say something to the guy, her husband started to say by seeing the guy.
"Sir!
You here?
Meet my wife."
Then he said to her wife, "I'm going to assist a project of sir, which is of Rs. 2 Billion. 'n do u know a fact? Sir loved a girl but he didn't get her. That's why still he is unmarried. How much lucky the girl was. Isn't it? Now a days who can love like that way?"
Moral ::
Life is not so short.
So, don't be so proud of yourself and damn others.
Situations change with time.
Every one should respect other's love.
Everyone has a Story in Life
A 24 year old boy seeing out from the train’s window shouted…
“Dad, look the trees are going behind!”
Dad smiled and a young couple sitting nearby, looked at the 24 year old’s childish behavior with pity,
suddenly he again exclaimed…
“Dad, look the clouds are running with us!”
The couple couldn’t resist and said to the old man…
“Why don’t you take your son to a good doctor?”
The old man smiled and said…
“I did and we are just coming from the hospital, my son was blind from birth, he just got his eyes today.
Every single person on the planet has a story. Don’t judge people before you truly know them. The truth might surprise you.
“Dad, look the trees are going behind!”
Dad smiled and a young couple sitting nearby, looked at the 24 year old’s childish behavior with pity,
suddenly he again exclaimed…
“Dad, look the clouds are running with us!”
The couple couldn’t resist and said to the old man…
“Why don’t you take your son to a good doctor?”
The old man smiled and said…
“I did and we are just coming from the hospital, my son was blind from birth, he just got his eyes today.
Every single person on the planet has a story. Don’t judge people before you truly know them. The truth might surprise you.
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