~* Words of Wisdom *~

[iQing]

I have a collection of nice articles
on life, friendship, love etc.
I wish to share it with u guys..
if u receive some nice articles from forwarding message pls share them with us ....

we need to have healthy spiritual aspect in life...
not just having great materialistic life and great ideas..
Balance is important right?

I hope these articles will bring such balance to u..

"think, try and triumph"

iQing

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How To Stay Young and Happy!
by anonymous

we have to read this article.....

Throw out all the non-essential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctor worry about them - that is why you pay him.
We cannot do anything about the age and the height. But for the weight, we may be responsible up to 70 % (guess ). Do a lot of exercises , eat moderately ( don't eat until you have to go on dialysis.).Then many of the deadly illness can possibly be avoided. At least we have to try. I have no pity for those who leaves everything to the doctor or God.

Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down. If you really need a grouch, there are probably a few of your relatives to do the job.
Yes, we must have birds of the same feathers. We can improve our own feathers but don't try to change other feathers.

Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever.
Just never let your brain idle.
Never let your body idle either. Brain and body function as one. Live in equliabrium.
Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath. Laugh so much that you can be tracked in the store by your distinctive laughter.
That is a way of exercising the lunch. Every organ needs some care.

The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person who is with you our entire life is yourself.
Agree! Go on no matter what happens. With this vision, we suffer less and recover fast.
Surround yourself with what you love, whether it is family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.
Chanting a mantra is the best refuge recommended. Choose one you like best.
Chant it until it become as automatic as breathing. The moment we return to our chanting, it blocks out all thoughts of confusion and peace is restored.
Then wisdom arises also.

Cherish your health. If it is good - preserve it. If it is unstable - improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve - get help.
True ! true! True ! Your mental health and your physical health. Avoiding greed, anger and delusion is the right direction.
If it is beyond what others can do, just accept it. Let's be sick or die gracefully ( with dignity )
Don't take guilt trips. Go to the mall, the next county, a foreign country... but not to guilt.
But what is a guilt trip ? I feel guilty if I respond without understanding.

Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.
To avoid causing worry and fear due to our wrong speech, action and thought is the best form of love.
And remember that Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take...
but by the moments that take our breath away!

I remember this moment , the beautiful and unforgettable moment to talk to you from heart to heart.



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The Most Beautiful Flower
by Anonymous

How beautiful is the most beautiful flower

The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown
For the world was intent on dragging me down
And if that weren't enough to ruin my day
A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play
He stood right before me with his head tilted down
And said with great excitement, "Look what I found"
In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight
With its petals all worn - not enough rain, or too little light
Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play
I faked a small smile and then shifted away
But instead of retreating he sat next to my side
And placed the flower to his nose
And declared with overacted surprise
"It sure smells pretty and it's beautiful, too"
That's why I picked it; here, it's for you
The weed before me was dying or dead
Not vibrant of colors: orange, yellow or red !
But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave
So I reached for the flower, and replied, "Just what I need"
But instead of him placing the flower in my hand
He held it mid-air without reason or plan
It was then that I noticed for the very first time
That weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind
I heard my voice quiver; tears shone in the sun
As I thanked him for picking the very best one
"You're welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play
Unaware of the impact he'd had on my day.
I sat there and wondered how he managed to see
A self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree
How did he know of my self-indulged plight
Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight
Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see
The problem was not with the world; the problem was me
And for all of those times I myself had been blind
I vowed to see the beauty in life
And appreciate every second ! that's mine
And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose
And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose
And smiled as I watched that young boy
Another weed in his hand
About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man



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Love Your Mum
by anonymous

love your mom. you all should read this!


When you were 1 year old, she fed you and bathed you. You thanked her by crying all night long.

When you were 2 years old, she taught you to walk. You thanked her by running away when she called.

When you were 3 years old, she made all your meals with love. You thanked her by tossing your plate on the floor.

When you were 4 years old, she gave you some crayons. You thanked her by coloring the dinning room table.

When you were 5 years old, she dressed you for holidays. You thanked her by plopping into the nearest mud.

When you were 6 years old, she walked you to school. You thanked her by screaming: ? I?M NOT GOING?

When you were 7 years old, she bought you a baseball. You thanked her by throwing it through the next door neighbor?s house.

When you were 8 years old, she handed you an ice cream. You thanked her by dripping it all over your lap.

When you were 9 years old, she paid for the piano lessons. You thanked her by never ever bothering to practice.

When you were 10 years old, she drove you all days, from soccer to tuition to one birthday party after another. You thanked her by jumping out of the car and never looking back.

When you were 11 years old, she took you and your friends to the movies. You thanked her by asking her to sit in a different row.

When you were 12 years old, she told you not to watch certain TV shows. You thanked her by waiting until she left the house.

When you were 13 years old, she suggested a haircut that was becoming. You thank her by telling her she had no taste.

When you were 14 years old, she paid for a month away at summer camp. You thanked her by forgetting to write a single letter.

When you were 15 years old, she came home from work, looking for a hug. You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked.

When you were 16 years old, she taught you how to drive her car. You thanked her by taking it every chance you could.

When you were 17 years old, she was expecting an important call. You thanked her by being on the phone all night.

When you were 18 years old, she cried at you high school graduation. You thanked her by staying out partying until dawn.

When you were 19, she paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus and carried your bags. You thanked her by saying good bye outside the dorm so you won't be embarrassed of your friends.

When you were 20, she asked whether you were seeing anyone. You thanked her by saying: ?It's none of your business.?

When your were 21, she suggested certain careers for your future. You thanked her by saying: ?I don't want to be like you.?

When you were 22, she hugged you at college graduation. You thanked her by asking whether she could pay for a trip to Europe.

When you were 23, she gave you furniture for your first apartment. You thanked her by telling your friends it was too small.

When you were 24, she met your fianc? and asked about your plans for the future. You thanked her by glaring and growling, Muuhh-ther, please!?

When you were 25, she helped to pay your wedding, and she cried and told you how deeply she loved you. You thanked her by moving halfway across the country.

When you were 30, she called some advice on the baby. You thanked her by telling her: Things are different now.?

When you were 40, she called to remind you of a relative's birthday. You thanked her by saying you were ?really busy right now.?

When you were 50, she fell ill and needed you to take care of her. You thanked her by reading about the burden parents become to their children.

And then, one day, she quietly died. And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder.


SHE IS YOUR HEART. LOVE HER MORE THAN YOU LOVE YOURSELF. LIFE IS MEANINGLESS WITHOUT HER?


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[iQing]

~* Happiness (Don't lose yourself)
by Anonymous

Busy making yourself happy? Read this...


A banker was on the pier of a small coastal village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. His boat was full of beautiful yellow tuna.

The banker complimented the fisherman on his catch, asking how long it took to catch. The fisherman replied "only a short time." The banker asked why not stay out and catch more.

The fisherman replied, "I've enough fish to feed my family."

The banker then asked what did the fisherman do with the rest of his time, he replied, "I will sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take a siesta with my wife, stroll into the village each evening, sip wine with my friends, play my guitar, I have a full and busy life."

The banker was not impressed. "I have a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds buy a bigger boat and from those increased proceeds you could buy several boats and soon have a fleet. Instead of selling your fish to a middleman, you could control production, processing and distribution by building your own cannery. You could leave this small coastal village and move to the city then to New York where you could run your expanding enterprise."

The fisherman asked, "How long will this take?"

The banker said, "Ten to 20 years."

"But what then?"

"Next you would announce an IPO and sell your stock to the public, making millions and millions. Then you could retire to a small coastal village where you could sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take a siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings, sip wine and play your guitar with your friends," said the banker smiling.

The fisherman looked puzzled, "I don't understand this, you are suggesting that I should go one big loop so as to end up where I am today, happily fishing on the cliff?"


Moral of the story:

Almost everyone here is constantly working to achieve happiness. We all work hard, trying to earn more money. What is the point of all this when we are not happy? After all, we are forcing ourselves to work harder just to obtain happiness. Are we all trying to be like the man above, going a full circle to end up being at the same place.


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[iQing]

An Interview with the Buddha
by unknown

Something we should think about...


I dreamed I had an interview with the Buddha.

"Come in," he said. "So, you would like to interview me?"

"If you have the time," I said.

The Buddha smiled and said: "For me, there is no time; it doesn't exist. What questions do you have in mind to ask me?"

"What surprises you most about mankind?" I asked.
The Buddha answered: "That they get bored at being children, are in a rush to grow up, and then long to be children again.

That they lose their health to make money and then lose their money to restore their health.

That by thinking anxiously about the future, they forget the present, such that they live neither for the present nor the future.

That they live as if they will never die, and they die as if they had never lived..."

The Buddha's hands took mine and we were silent for a while and then I asked..."As a Bodhisattva, what are some of life's lessons you want humans to learn?

The Buddha replied with a smile: "To learn that they cannot make anyone love them. What they can do is to let themselves be loved;

To learn that what is most valuable is not what they have in their lives, but who they have in their lives;

To learn that it is not good to compare themselves to others. All suffer and receive rewards individually on their own merits, not as a group on a comparison basis!

To learn that a rich person is not the one who has the most, but is one who needs the least;

To learn that it only takes a few seconds to open profound wounds in persons we love, and that it takes many years to heal them;

To learn to forgive by practicing forgiveness;

To learn that there are persons who love them dearly, but simply do not know how to express or show their feelings;

To learn that money can buy everything but happiness;

To learn that two people can look at the same thing and see it totally different;

To learn that a true friend is someone who knows everything about them...and likes them anyway.

To learn that it is not always enough that they be forgiven by others, but that they have to forgive themselves;

I sat there for a while enjoying the moment. I thanked the great Bodhisattva for his time (which was nonexistent) and for all the wisdom that he left here for me, for my family and for my friends.

He replied, "Anytime. I'm available, if you'll pardon the impression, 24 hours a day. All you have to do is look for me inside yourself.
That's where I live. I'll answer every time."

People will forget what you say. People will forget what you do. But people will never forget how you made them feel.



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Love and Friendship
by Unknown

Do you have any idea of who means the most to you?


There was this guy who loved two gals at the same time,but he didn't know which one he loved more.

Someone taught him.

Ask yourself this question and answer it honestly :

"When you are happy, which gal wouldyou want to share your happiness with?"
The one you think of is someone you love.

Ask yourself another question and answer it honestly :

"When you are sad, which gal you want to share your burden with?"
The one you think of is also someone you love.

If you think of the same gal when you are happy & sad, that's the most perfect. But if you don't think of the same gal, I would advise you to chose the one you are willing to share your sadness with.

In life, there are more sorrows than happiness.
There are too many people whom you can share your happiness with, not necessary your lover.

If you live your life happily, you can also enjoy it alone.

In sadness, however, there are not many people willing to share your burden with you.

If you are willing to tell someone your happiness,
I am sure that person has got to be someone close & an understanding person to you.

But it shouldn't stop there.

If that person only thinks of you when she is happy, but looks for someone else when she is sad, this lover is too unstable, she doesn't treat you as someone she can spend the rest of her life with.

Of course, I will be very happy if I am the first person to share her happiness.
But, if she is sad, I will be to willing to stay by her side & ease her pain.

Only then, will I believe that I hold a very important position in her heart.

If you are sad, who comes to your mind first?





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Friendship is a strange thing.

We find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives... things we don't even share with the families who raised us.

But what is a friend?
A confidant?
A shoulder to cry on?
An ear to listen?
A heart to feel?
A friend is all these ... and more.
No matter where we met, no matter how long we've been together ...

I call you friend.

A word so small, yet so large in feeling,
a word filled with emotion,
a word overflowing with love.

Truly great things come in small packages.
Once the package of friendship has been opened,
it can never be closed.

It is a constant book always waiting ... waiting
to be read... and enjoyed.

We may have our disagreements...
we may have our disappointments ...
we may argue ...
we may have concern for one another...
friendship is a unique bond that lasts through all tribulations.

A part of each of us goes into our friendships...
& our humor ...
our experiences ...
our tears.

Friendships are foundations...
necessary for life ...
and love.

Friends ...
you and me ...
you brought another friend and then we were three ...
we started our group ...
our circle of friends...

here is no beginning...
there is no end.



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Appreciate when love is still around
by Phan Su Ming

Please read this article....


As time passes by, we tend to take loads and loads of things for granted. Especially in love. Why?
It may be due to the fact that we are being taken care of and being loved, being pampered...and everything lovely.

Just like the movie, Moulin Rouge...once there is
TRUTH - from words spoken
BEAUTY - from within
FREEDOM - being able to choose to be together
then, comes LOVE which is priceless and unconditional.

Love always decide our future as it mentally affects us directly or indirectly more than anything else - especially girls ( being the more emotional being ).

A friend once told me that though we may never expect our loved one to treat us like how we wanted to, yet, he/she may have done so in their own ways. Arguments always start from misunderstanding because of differences in personality and character.

And this difference is what brings one party and another together so that we would be able to know, learn and understand one another.

Never complain why one party behaves in a certain manner when you never do so, cos you yourself may have triggered some undesired talk or an annoying behaviour that the other party feels irritated.

Every person has its pros and cons in leading his/her life. We should instead look at the better perspective of one and appreciate it cos, you may lose out on that point.

One shouldn't compare in a relationship. If one still insists, then look at the differences and appreciate that he/she is still with you. I'm sure girls hurt more than the men, as when she would like to disagree, the man may not like it. and that she couldn't voice up her dislike, cos the man would think that she's trying to trigger a havoc.

Girls have the desire to remember the past. Cos, as I said earlier, girls are the more emotional party and they would always take everything seriously (affecting their mental well-being). That's why they hurt so much...and a hurt to them is like thousands of nails pricking into their hearts. Every single hurt(though uncountable)allows thousands of undesired pain attacking them. Therefore, it may not be easy for a girl to forget what they had been through. Guys may not feel the same as they are...mm...the type - "take it or leave it" Think of the good points he/she had done for you which in your past, was never given or pampered to.

So, you guys out there...never hurt your gf. Instead, learn to understand by talking to them. Appreciate them before it's too late.

Just note that if your heart doesn't belong to the one you love at the moment, let go. As for guys, they want to own everything or nothing at all- it's their nature and their ego.

Follow your feelings. If one feels like doing something which hasn't been done, go ahead with it. or, you'll regret in the future for not even attempting.

Not until I talked to a very close friend whom I respect fully, only then, I knew what I was supposed to do , I finally followed what my heart desires and I never regretted doing so...cos I never knew I was being cherished all these while I'm not around for and I know how important my life is to these people.

I will never regret what I had done, not anymore. Cos I finally opened my heart and let it do the talking.

Remember...
THE BEST HAPPINESS IS TO LOVE AND BEING LOVED IN RETURN...

If I could make one wish...I would wish for girls to be really understanding and not behave childishly and for the guys to let go their EGO.
Both parties have to do their part for love to bloom.

Happiness is there..it's just a matter of how you want to see and choose it.


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I love another girl
by don't know


They have been married for two years. He loves literature, and often posts his work on the net, but nobody ever reads them. He is also into photography, and he handle their wedding photos. He loves her very much. Likewise with her. She has a quick temper, and always bullies him. He is a gentleman, and always gives in to her. Today, she's being"wilful" again.

Her : "Why can't you be the photographer for my friend's wedding?
Her: She promised she'd pay."
Him : "I don't have time that day."
Her :"Humph!"
Him : "Huh?"
Her : "Don't have time? Write less of those novels, and you will have all the time you need."
Him : "I...someone will definitely recognize my work some day."
Her : "Humph! I don't care, you'll have to do it for her.
Him : "No."
Her : "Just this once?"
Him : "No."
Negotiation's broken.

So, she gave the final warning: "Give me a Yes within three days, or else..."

First day. She "withheld" the kitchen, bathroom, computer, refrigerator, television, hi-fi...Except the double-bed, to show her "benevolence". Of course, she has to sleep on it too. He didn't mind, as he still has some cash in his pockets.

Second day. She conducted a raid and removed everything from his pockets, and warned, "Seek any external help, and you bear the consequences." He's nervous now. Night. On the bed. He begs for mercy, hoping that she'll end this state. She doesn't give a damn. No way am I giving in, whatever he says. Until he agrees.

Third day. Night. On the Bed. He's lying on the bed, looking to one side.
She's lying on the bed, looking to the other side.

Him : "We need to talk."
Her : "Unless it's about the wedding, forget it."
Him : "It's something very important."
She remains silent.

Him :"Let's get a divorce."
She did not believe her ears.

Him : "I got to know a girl."

She's totally angry, and wanted to hit him. But she held it down, wanting to let him finish. But her eyes already felt wet. He took a photo out from his chest. Probably from his undershirt pocket, that's the only place she didn't go through yesterday. How careless.

Him : "She's a nice girl." Her tears fell.
Him : "She has a good personality too." She's heartbroken, because he puts a photo of some other girl "close to his heart".
Him : "She says that she'll support me fully in my pursue for literature after we got married." She's very jealous, because she said the same thing in the past.
Him : "She loves me truly. " She wishes to sit up and scream at him :"Don't I?"
Him : "So, I think she won't force me to do something that I don't want to do."
She's thinking, but the rage won't subside.
Him : "Want to take a look at the photo I took for her?"
Her : ".....!"
He brings the photo before her eyes.

She's in a total rage, hits his hand away and leaves a burning mark of a slap on his face. He sighs. She cries. He puts the photo back to his pocket. She pulls her hand back under the blanket. He turns off the light,and sleeps. She turns on the light, and sits up. He's asleep. She lost sleep. She regrets treating him the way she treated him. She cried again, and thought about a lot of things. She wants to wake him up. She wants to have a intimate talk with him. She doesn't want to push him anymore. She stares at his chest. She wants to see how the girl looks. She slips the photo out. She wanted to cry, and she wanted to laugh. It's a nicely taken photo of herself. A photo he took for her. She bends down, and kissed him on his cheek. He smiled. He was just pretending to be asleep.

"You learn to love, not by finding a perfect person, but by l earning to see an imperfect person perfectly. "



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Think about this?
by Anonymous


In light of the many perversions and jokes we send along to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This joke today is not intended to be a joke, it's not intended to be funny, it's intended to get you thinking.

Billy Graham's daughter was interviewed on the Early Show and Jane Clayson asked her "How could God let something like this happen?" (regarding the attacks on Sept.11 ). Anne Graham had an extremely profound and insightful response. She said ... "I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are, but for years we've been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives. And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out. How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection if we demand He leave us alone?"

In light of recent events...terrorists attack, school shootings, etc. I think it started when Madeleine Murray O'Hare (she was murdered, her body found recently) complained she didn't want prayer in our schools,and we said OK.

Then someone said you better not read the Bible in school ... the Bible says Thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not steal, and love your neighbor as yourself. And we said OK.

Then Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehave because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem (Dr. Spock's son committed suicide). We said an expert should know what he's talking about. And we said OK.

Then someone said teachers and principals better not discipline ourchildren when they misbehave. The school administrators said no faculty member in this school better touch a student when they misbehave because we don't want any bad publicity, and we surely don't want to be sued (there's a big difference between disciplining, touching, beating, smacking, humiliating, kicking, etc.). And we said OK.

Then someone said let's print magazines with pictures of nude women and call it wholesome, down-to-earth appreciation for the beauty of the female body. And we said OK.

And then someone else took that appreciation a step further and published pictures of nude children and then further again by making them available on the Internet. And we said OK, they're entitled to free speech. Then the entertainment industry said let's make TV shows and movies that promote profanity, violence, and illicit sex. Let's record music that encourages rape, drugs, murder, suicide, and satanic themes. And we said its just entertainment, it has no adverse effect, nobody takes it seriously anyway, so go right ahead.

Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves.

Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure it out. I think it has a great deal to do with "WE REAP WHAT WE SOW."

Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell.

Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says.

Funny how you can send 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing.

Funny how lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene articles pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion of God is suppressed in the school and workplace.

Are you laughing?

Funny how when you forward this message, you may not send it to nearly as many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they WILL think of you for sending it.

Funny how we can be more worried about what other people think of us than what God thinks of us.

Pass it on if you think it has merit. If not then just discard it ... no one but God and you will know you did.

But, if you discard this thought process, don't sit back and complain about what bad shape the world is in!

Live 4 today...4 Tomorrow may never come...

Time flies; but remember, you are the navigator. - Anonymous


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Miracle of 1.11
By Anonymous

What is Miracle?


What a wonderful story, We really never know how our miracle's will happen, they just do.

Tess was a precocious eight year old when she heard her Mom and Dad talking about her little brother, Andrew.

All she knew was that he was very sick and they were completely out of money. They were moving to an apartment complex next month because Daddy didn't have the money for the doctor's bills and our house.

Only a very costly surgery could save him now and it was looking like there was no-one to loan them the money. She heard Daddy say to her tearful Mother with whispered desperation, "Only a miracle can save him now."

Tess went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet. She poured all the change out on the floor and counted it carefully.

Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes. Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.

She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention but he was too busy at this moment.

Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise.

Nothing.

She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster.

No good. Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter.

That did it!

"And what do you want?" the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice. "I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages", he said without waiting for a reply to his question.

"Well, I want to talk to you about my brother," Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone. "He's really, really sick...and I want to buy a miracle."

"I beg your pardon?" said the pharmacist.

"His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle cost?"

"We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry but I can't help you, "the pharmacist said, softening a little.

"Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs."

The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man. He stooped down and asked the little girl, "What kind of a miracle does your brother need?"

"I don't know," Tess replied with her eyes welling up. "I just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my money".

"How much do you have?" asked the man from Chicago.

"One dollar and eleven cents," Tess answered barely audibly. "And it's all the money I have, but I can get some more if I need to.

"Well, what a coincidence," smiled the man. "A dollar and eleven cents exact price of a miracle for little brothers." He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her mitten and said "Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the kind of miracle you need."

That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specializing in neuro-surgery.

The operation was completed without charge and it wasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well. Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place.

"That surgery," her Mom whispered. "was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?"

Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost... One dollar and eleven cents ...... plus the faith of a little child. A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation of a higher law......(A TRUE STORY)


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Very meaningful...
by Anonymous

Something to share with you....


A girl lost her favourite watch and she was very unhappy,she evenfall sick because of that.

The priest came to visit her while she was sick and asked her, "If one day you accidentally dropped onehundred thousand dollars,would you accidentally dropped another two hundred thousand dollars again?"

The girl replied, "Of course not."

The priest said again, "If that is the case, why did you let yourself lose two weeks of unhappiness after you have lost your watch? And also went on to let yourself lose two weeks of health?"

The girl was suddenly enlightened and jumped out of bed. She said, "You are right. I refuse to lose morethan what I did.

From today onwards, I will earn back the money I need to buy myself another watch."

Life is full of winning and losing and also full of challenges. It doesn't matter if you lose, if you live for yourself, then that is truly LIFE.

Some people refuse to accept the truth and to start again, thus they end up losing more and more in lifeand end up nothing can be done to bring back what they lost.

If you are losing in your life now, don't continue letting yourself lose more than what you did. Put a stop to that situation and do not be afraid to start from scratch.

Contentment is not the fulfillment of what you want; it is the realization of how much you already have."

Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards."

Please pass this piece of love to someone you love.


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[iQing]

5 Great Lessons
by Anonymous

5 Lessons to learn today.


1 - Most Important Lesson

During my second month of college our professor gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions, until I read the last one:

"What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?"
Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the cleaning woman several times. She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50's but how would I know her name? I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank.

Just before class ended, one student asked if the last question would Count toward our quiz grade.

"Absolutely," said the professor. "In your careers, you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care even if all you do is smile and say 'hello.'"

I've never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her name was Dorothy.


2 - Second Important Lesson

Pickup in the Rain - One night, at 11:30 PM, an older African American woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway trying to endure the lashing rainstorm.

Her car had broken down and she desperately needed a ride. Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car.

A young white man stopped to help her, generally unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960s.

The man took her to safety, helped her get assistance and put her into a taxicab. She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his address and thanked him.

Seven days went by and a knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A special note was attached.

It read: "Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway the other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along. Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying husband's bedside just before he passed away. God bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving others."

Sincerely, Mrs. Nat King Cole.


3 - Third Important Lesson

Always remember those who serve - In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 year old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table.

A waitress put a glass of water in front of him.
"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked.
"Fifty cents," replied the waitress.


The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it.
"Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired.

By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient. "Thirty-five cents, she brusquely replied."

The little boy again counted his coins. "I'll have the plain ice cream," He said.

The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left.

When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table.

There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies. You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her a tip.


4 - Fourth Important Lesson

The Obstacle in Our Path - In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the king for not keeping the roads clear, but none did anything about getting the stone out of the way.

Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded.

After the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been.

The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the king indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway.

The peasant learned what many of us never understand. Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition.


5 - Fifth Important Lesson

Giving When It Counts - Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz, who was suffering from a rare and serious disease. Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness.

The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister. I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying,

"Yes, I'll do it, if it will save her."

As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the color returning to her cheeks. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded. He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away?"

Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to save her.

You see, after all, understanding and attitude is everything. .


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[iQing]

Toilet Paper
by don't know

hehehe...emergency.


I was at the temple when I had a sudden stomachache. I dashed to the nearest restroom... and to my expectations, being a busy day with hundreds of people, it was out of toilet paper. I struggled to the next available toilet- a less "popular" one, searching desperately in each cubicle. Thank goodness there was a roll with a few scanty rounds of paper on it. I had an urge to rip it all out, to use all of whatever was left. But the thought struck me that there might be another poor fellow out there facing the same problem I did. Brimming with gratitude to the last person who saved some paper for me, I used slightly less than half of what was left...

About two hours later.... Surprise, surprise... I was hit by another stomachache! Once again, I dashed to the restroom- the first which I approached earlier. Nope, it hasn't been stocked up with fresh rolls of paper yet. Feeling rather hopeless, I returned to the less "popular" one, almost convinced there would be no paper left... Surprise, surprise... in the same cubicle I used, whatever remained of the paper still remains. The "others" that I had thought of saving paper for turned out to be myself! I became the "others!" Guess what I did? Brimming with gratitude to the last person who saved some paper for me, even though it was me, I used only half of what was left...

What is the moral of the story? It pays to be grateful- to have a heart of gratitude to all the blessings in life- even if it is mere toilet paper in a public toilet. We should never "squander" our blessings by taking them for granted. Whatever goes around comes around in the name of karma. It pays to be kind, to have Compassion for others- because you never know who it could be! In the end, being kind to others is being kind to yourself too.


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[iQing]

Baking A Cake
by anonymous

suffering is not bad in life...


for those of us who need cheering up or just so we experience that feel good feeling.......................
A little boy is telling his Grandma how "everything" is going
wrong. School, family problems, severe health problems, etc..

Meanwhile, Grandma is baking a cake. She asks her grandson if he would like a
snack, which, of course, he does.

"Here, have some cooking oil."
"Yuck" says the boy.
"How about a couple raw eggs? "
"Gross, Grandma!"
"Would you like some flour then? Or maybe baking soda?"
"Grandma, those are all yucky!"

To which Grandma replies: "Yes, all those things seem bad all
by themselves. But when they are put together in the right way, they make a
wonderfully delicious cake! God works the same way. Many times we wonder
why he would let us go through such bad and difficult times.
But God knows that when He puts these things all in His order, they always work for
good! We just have to trust Him and, eventually, they will all make something wonderful!"

God is Crazy About You. He sends you flowers every spring and a
sunrise every morning. Whenever you want to talk, He'll listen. He can live anywhere
in the universe, and He chose your heart.
Send this on to the people you really care about...I did!


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[luke]

wow good stories .. great words .. this kind of articles on faith, kindness and sincerity sometimes make my eyes brimming in tears (sorry I'm emotional) .. I particularly love "Love your Mom" and "Miracle of 1.11" ... thanx iQing! ... post more of these plz ...

[eeyore]

It reminds me of reading the Chicken Soup series, definitely nourishes the soul. Thanks for your posts, they are very "emotions-provoking".

[silverblue]

IQing.... really nice and inspiring articles here...i love them too! And thanks for sharing them with us..

However, do you think that we should create another segment specially for stuff like these? Cos I think it deserves it's own segment. Putting it in the forum seems kinda weird esp when the articles are so long.. plus, a forum is where we are supposed to discuss issues among members... what i see this is more like a very enlightening/inspiring read ...

So IQing, perhaps you can get one of the technical recom anchors to set up a segment where u can post all these nice nice stories! :)

[iQing]

yo dudes...

I'm glad u guys enjoy the articles...
but that's all I can provide

I hope u guys will contribute some nice articles in this forum if u receive some of them via email forward messege.

"think, try and triumph"

iQing

wow, that's inspriring man!

[iQing]

A Money Mastery Message: story of a little boy

On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the supermarket to
buy
the remaining of the gift I didn't manage to buy earlier.When I saw all
the
people there, I started to complain to myself:

It is going to take forever here and I still have so
many other place to go...''Christmas really is getting more and more
annoying year. How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only
wake
up after it...'

Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and there I started to
curse
the prices, wondering if after all kids really play with such expensive
toys.
While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small
boy of about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest.
He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked so sad.

I wondered who was this doll for. Then the little boy turned to the old
woman next to him:
'Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'
The old lady replied:
'You know it that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my
dear.'

Then she asked him to stay here for 5 minutes while she went to look
around.
She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.


Finally, I started to walk toward him and I asked him who did he want to


give this doll to.'It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted
so
much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it


to her.'I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her,
after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly.'No, Santa Claus can not bring it to her
where
she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that she
can give it to her when she goes there.'

His eyes were so sad while saying this.'My sister has gone to be with
God.
Daddy say that mummy will also go to see God very soon, so I thought
that
she could bring the doll with her to give it to my sister'

My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said:
'I told daddy to tell mummy not to go yet. I asked him to wait until I
come
back from the supermarket'

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He
then
told me: 'I also want mummy to take this photo with her so that
she will not forget me.'
'I love my mummy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me but daddy says
that
she has to go to be with my little sister'

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very
quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and took a few notes and said
to
the boy.

'What if we checked again, just in case if you have enough money?'
'Ok' he said. 'I hope that I have enough.'

I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to
count
it. There was enough for the doll,and even some spare money.
The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money'

Then he looked at me and added:
'I asked yesterday before I slept for God to make sure I have enough
money
to buy this doll so that mummy can give it to my sister. He heard me'
'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mummy,
but I
didn't dare to ask God too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll
and
the white rose.'

'You know, my mummy loves white rose'
A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I left with my trolley.


I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.

I
couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned
of a
drunk man in a truck who hit a car where there was one young lady and a
little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical
state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the
life-assisting machine, because the young lady would not be able to get
out
of the coma.Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the
newspaper
that the young lady had passed away.I couldn't stop myself and went to
buy a
bunch of white roses and I went to the mortuary where the body of the
young
woman was exposed for people to see and make last wish before burial.She

was
there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful
white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll
placed
over her chest.

I left the place crying, feeling that my life had been changed forever.
The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is
still, to
that day, hard to imagine.And in a fraction of a second, a drunk man had


If you send this message, maybe you will help prevent someone drunk to
go driving.

FRIENDS ARE LIKE ANGEL, WHO HELP US FLY WHEN OUR WINGS HAVE FORGOTTEN
HOW TO FLY.

[iQing]

Three things of life .....

Three things of life once gone never comes back -
Time, words &opportunity
Three things of life must not be lost - Peace,
hope & honesty.
Three things of life are most valuable - Love,
self-confidence & friends
Three things of life are never sure - Dreams,
success & fortune
Three things make a man - Hard work, sincerity &
success
Three things of life that destroy a man - Wine,
pride & anger



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Failure.

Failure doesn't mean - You are a failure, It means
- You have not succeeded.
Failure doesn't mean - You accomplished nothing,
It means - You have learned something.
Failure doesn't mean - That you have been a fool.,
It means - You had a lot of faith.
Failure doesn't mean - You've been disgraced.,
It means -You were willing to try. Failure doesn't
mean - You don't have it.,
It means - You have to do something in a different
way.
Failure doesn't mean - You are inferior., It means
- You are not perfect.
Failure doesn't mean - You've wasted your life.,
It means - You have a reason to start afresh.
Failure doesn't mean - You should give up., It
means - You must try harder.
Failure doesn't mean - You'll never make it.,
It means - It will take a little longer.
Failure doesn't mean - God has abandoned you.,
It means -God has a better way for you.



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[iQing]

'Seven Wonder's of the World

From yeeling atozasia mailing list.




A group of Geography students studied the Seven Wonders of the World. At the end of that session, the students were asked to list what they think were considered to be the present Seven Wonders of the World. Though there was some disagreement, the following got the most votes:
1) Egypt's Great Pyramids
2) Taj Mahal
3) Grand Canyon
4) Panama Canal
5) Empire State Building
6) St. Peter's Basilica
7) China's Great Wall

While gathering the votes, the teacher noted that one student, a quiet girl, hadn't turned in her paper yet. So she asked the girl if she was having trouble with her list.

The quiet girl replied, "Yes, a little. I couldn't quite make up my mind because there were so many."

The teacher said, "Well, tell us what you have, and maybe we can help."

The girl hesitated, then read, "I think the Seven Wonders of the World are:
1) to touch
2) to taste
3) to see
4) to hear

She hesitated a little more, and then
5) to feel
6) to laugh
7) and to love

Then there was the room so full of silence it was deafening! It is far too easy for us to look at the exploits of man and refer to them as "wonders" while we overlook all God has done for us, regarding them as merely "ordinary".

May you be reminded today of those things which are truly wondrous!

[iQing]

The positive side of life

Living on Earth is expensive,
but it does include a free trip
around the sun every year.
But the sun is too far that we cannot see much and too hot that we quickly
look for a shade. May we swap with a free trip to the moon ?
How long a minute is
depends on what side of the
bathroom door you're on.
Please read your books or newspapers inside only after other housemates
have solved the morning's problem.



Birthdays are good for you;
the more you have,
the longer you live.
Not too good if you are no more able to light the candles and cut the cake.
Happiness comes through doors you
didn't even know you left open.
Lower the density or volume of "I and mine". Then happiness is the permanent
resident and you are welcome back. Come home, come home, ye who are weary
come home.


Ever notice that the people who are late
are often much jollier
than the people who have to wait for them?
Be compassionate to them and let's go earlier.
Hang dak fie, hou sai gai.
Most of us go to our grave
with our music still inside of us.
Live to the fullest extent until the music goes off ?
But if the music is sad, I rather go earlier.


If Walmart is lowering prices every day,
how come nothing is free yet?
You are very poor. You spend half of what you have left everyday. You don't
go bankrupt after another 30 years. How come ?
You may be only one person in the world,
but you may also be the world to one person.
The first person: life is too difficult.
The second person: life is equally difficult. Loneliness is another misery
for him.


Some mistakes are too much fun
to only make once.
But some of us have to make them before we can be wise.
So just go ahead. Make the best out of it if it does end in disasters.
Rather be a fallen hero than a coward who dares not stand up.


Don't cry because it's over;
smile because it happened.
Laugh also because we can start a new journey again.


We could learn a lot from crayons:
some are sharp, some are pretty,
some are dull, some have weird names,
and all are different colors....but
they all exist very nicely in the same box.
Shall we coexist with the red and the black ? If I have the choice, I rather
stay with the green , blue or white.
A truly happy person is one who
can enjoy the scenery on a detour.
President Tan Yew Sin said in the PD camp: Nothing is permanent but "Change"
is permanent.
Learn to accept changes(to be wise ) or
change whatever we cannot accept (to be strong ) but
don't sit down worrying or crying.


Have an awesome day, and
know that someone
who thinks you're great
has thought about you today!
It is the mind that counts. We have the choice.
Happy go lucky day to all of you.

[iQing]

How beautiful life can really be!

Commencement speech made by Pulitzer Prize-winning author Anna Quindlen at
Villanova University:


I'm a novelist. My work is human nature. Real life is all I know.
Don't ever confuse the two, your life and your work.

You will walk out of here this afternoon with only one thing that no one
else has. There will be hundreds of people out there with your same degree;
there will be thousands of people doing what you want to do for a living.
But you will be the only person alive who has sole custody of your life.
Your particular life. Your entire life. Not just your life at a desk, or
your life on a bus, or in a car, or at the computer. Not just the
life of your mind, but the life of your heart. Not just your bank
account but your soul. People don't talk about the soul very much anymore.
It's so
much easier to write a resume than to craft a spirit. But a resume is a
cold comfort on a winter night, or when! you're sad, or broke, or
lonely, or when you've gotten back the test results and they're not so good.


Here is my resume: I am a good mother to three children. I have
tried never to let my profession stand in the way of being a good
parent. I no longer consider myself the center of the universe. I show up. I

listen. I try to laugh. I am a good friend to my husband. I have
tried to make marriage vows mean what they say. I am a good friend
to my friends, and they to me. Without them, there would be nothing to say
to you
today, because I would be a cardboard cutout. But I call them on the
phone, and I meet them for lunch. I would be rotten, or at best
mediocre at my job, if those other things were not true. You cannot be
really first rate
at your work if your work is all you are.

So here's what I wanted to tell you today: Get a life. A real life,
not a manic pursuit of the next promotion, the bigger paycheck, the larger
house.
Do you think you'd care so very much about those things if you blew an
aneurysm one afternoon, or found a lump in your breast? Get a life in which
you notice the smell of salt water pushing itself on a breeze over Seaside
Heights, a life in which you stop and watch how a red tailed hawk circle! s
over the water or the way a baby scowls with concentration when she
tries to pick up a Cheerio with her thumb and first finger. Get a life in
which you are not alone.
Find people you love, and who love you.
And remember that love is not leisure, it is work. Pick up the
phone. Send an e-mail. Write a letter. Get a life in which you are
generous. And realize that life is the best thing ever, and that
you have no business taking it for granted. Care so deeply about its
goodness that you want to
spread it around. Take money you would have spent on beers and give it to
charity.

Work in a soup kitchen. Be a big brother or sister. All of you want
to do well. But if you do not do good too, then doing well will
never be enough.

It is so easy to waste our lives, our days, our hours, our minutes.
It is so easy to take for granted the color of our kids' eyes, the
way the melody in a symphony rises and falls an! d disappears and rises again.


It is so easy to exist instead of to live. I learned to live many years
ago. I learned to love the journey, not the destination. I learned
that it is not a dress rehearsal, and that today is the only
guarantee you get. I learned to look at all the good in the world and try to
give some
of it back because I believed in it, completely and utterly. And I
tried to do that,in part, by telling others what I had learned. By
telling them this:

Consider the lilies of the field. Look at the fuzz on a baby's ear.
Read in the backyard with the sun on your face. Learn to be happy. And
think of life as a terminal illness, because if you do, you will
live it with joy and passion as it ought to be lived.

See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin.
Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was
dressed like one of these.

[princess_ac]

i got this mail from a friend and i like to share it....its very meaningful.enjoy....

Don't be too good I will miss you.
Don't be too caring, I might like you.
Don't be too Sweet, I might fall for you.
It's hard for me to love you when you won't love me after all...

Bottom-line : A person who makes me love him is actually a person who loves me more than I love him.
________________x________________________x_____________

If someone comes into your life and becomes a part of you but for some reasons he couldn't stay, don't cry too much...Just be glad that your paths crossed and; somehow he made you happy even for a while.

Bottom-line :Time will tell. If he's yours he will surely come back.
________________x________________________x__________

Don't throw your back to love when it's already in front of you. Don't drive it away from you because if you do, someday you'll think again why you let love fly away when it was once residing next to you.

Bottom-line : Treasure the one who loves you! It's not easy to find a person who loves you. It's always more valuable to have a sincere heart.
________________x________________________x_____________

The greatest regrets in our lives are the risks we did not take. If you think something will make you. happy, GO FOR IT. Remember that we pass this way only once.

Bottom-line : Time doesn't wait. If you think you might have found the right one, treasure the person, don't let that person get away. Don't let fear hold You back. Give it a try else you might regret later..."No one other than ourselves know what can truly make us happy."
________________x________________________x_____________

"Two tear drops were floating down the river. One teardrop said to the other, "I'm the teardrop of a girl who loved a man and lost him. Who are you?" ..."I'm the teardrop of the man who regrets letting a girl go..."

Bottom-line : Nobody will sympathize with a person who constantly lets chances pass by without making any efforts to salvage them. We normally don't realize how important our loved and close ones are until they leave us, and then we start regretting, which results in misery. Lost time is NEVER gained again

[__earth]

Arguing over the internet is like the Special Olympic. If you win, you are still retarded.

Got that from js, a frequent of annarborisoverrated.com

[topdog]

Good morning everyone.

Here are some 'Words of Wisdom' from our good friend, George W. Bush.

~ "That's just the nature of democracy. Sometimes pure politics enters into the rhetoric."

~ "I glance at the headlines just to kind of get a flavor for what's moving. I rarely read the stories, and get briefed by people who are probably read the news themselves."

~ "My answer is bring them on."

~ "People say, how can I help on this war against terror? How can I fight evil? You can do so by mentoring a child; by going into a shut-in's house and say I love you."

~ "I promise you I will listen to what has been said here, even though I wasn't here."

Bushims (http://slate.msn.com/id/76886/#ContinueArticle)

[Thirdshifter]

Arguing over the internet is like the Special Olympic. If you win, you are still retarded.

Got that from js, a frequent of annarborisoverrated.com

http://carcino.gen.nz/images/image.php/463c5922/arguing.jpg
I've seen this few years ago

[littlebigone]

From the last samurai:

"do you believe in destiny?"
"I believe a man does what he can till his destiny is revealed."

[huilinchin]

Reading motivational stories are like watching disney cartoons to me...very very nice :D

wanna share this wonderful site with a collection of nice motivational stories:-
http://www.wow4u.com/stories/index.html

Actually, the whole site is pretty nice:-
http://www.wow4u.com/

Enjoy!

-Hui Lin ^_^

[soul_out]

I have 1 to share too.

"If bread crust is better than nothing, and nothing is better than love. So bread crust is better than love, right?"

Got it from my friend.

[huilinchin]

"If bread crust is better than nothing, and nothing is better than love. So bread crust is better than love, right?"


haha, soul_out, you have a really good one...
totally agree with that :wink:

still believe reality/ survival comes first before love, though love is also very important...which is why I am forcing myself to study and not day-dreaming :roll:

-Hui Lin ^_^

[littlebigone]

love is not reality?

[silverblue]

Here's one that encourages critical thinking...

If a man will begin with certainties, he shall end in doubts; but if he will be content to begin with doubts, he shall end in certainties.
-Francis Bacon, Advancement of Learning Bk. i

Here's a funny but useless one...

Be careful about reading health books. You might die of a misprint.
-Mark Twain

8)

[Thirdshifter]

here's my favourite.

Life's like a .. umm eating red hot chili peppers, what you eat today is going to burn your ass tomorrow.

[huilinchin]

love is not reality?

Good point. To me, love is only a reality if the person is around you.
If not, then it's day dreaming because everything you think concerning love or relationship remains a dream if the person is not around.

-Hui Lin ^_^

[huilinchin]

Here's one that encourages critical thinking...
If a man will begin with certainties, he shall end in doubts; but if he will be content to begin with doubts, he shall end in certainties.
-Francis Bacon, Advancement of Learning Bk. i


woa, very deep...do not understand it fully...can someone enlighten me?
It seems like the quotation is suggesting people to be content to begin with doubts, which I don't think is practical in real life.

I think we should have a reasonable amount of certainty and confidence when we begin. Else there is no hope and goal.

-Hui Lin ^_^

[__earth]

i think it simply mean, dont be cocky.

[topdog]

It means you have to be flexible and open-minded. Otherwise the world will pass you by and you will end up where you started, which is usually not a good thing.

[huilinchin]

topdog, your comment makes perfect sense...thank kew :D

-Hui Lin ^_^

[Schye]

Tree

The reason I\'m called tree is because I\'m good at painting trees.
Overtime I start to use a tree on the right hand corner as a trademark for all
my watercolors painting.
I have dated 5 gals when I was in Pre-U.
There\'s one gal who I love a lot but never dare go after her.
She doesn\'t have a pretty face, doesn\'t have a good figure, doesn\'t have
outstanding charm.
She is just a very ordinary gal.
I like her.
I really like her.
Like her innocent, like her frankness.
Like her cuteness, like her intelligence and her fragility.
Reason for not going after her is because I felt somebody so ordinary like her
is not a good match for me.
I\'m also afraid that after we are together all the good feelings will vanish.
I\'m also afraid other\'s gossips will hurt her.
I felt that if she\'s my gal, she will be mine ultimately & I don\'t have to
give
up everything just for her.
The last reason, made her accompany me for 3 years.
She watch me chase after gals, and I have make her heart cry for 3 years.
She wants to be a good actress and I\'m a very demanding director.
When I kissed my 2nd girlfriend, she bumped into us.
She was embarrassed but smile & say \"Go on!\" before running off.
The next day, her eyes was swollen like a walnut.
I purposely didn\'t want to think about what causes her to cry but laugh at her
the whole day.
When everybody go back home, she was alone crying in the classroom.
She didn\'t know that I returned from soccer training to get something.
I watch her cry for an hour or so.
My 4th girlfriend didn\'t like her.

There was once when both of them quarreled.
I know that based on her character she\'s not the type that will start off the
quarrel.
But I still sided with my girlfriend.
I shouted at her and her eyes was filled shocked.
I didn\'t care about her feelings and walked off with my girlfrie nd.
The next day, she still laugh & joke with me like nothing has ever happened.
I know that she\'s very hurt but she didn\'t know that my heart ache is as bad
as
hers.

When I broke up with my 5th girlfriend, I asked her out.
After going out for a day, I told her that I have something to tell her.
She told me that coincidentally, she has something to tell me too.
I told her about my break up and she told me about her getting together.

I know who is the guy.
He has been going after her for quite a while.
A very cute guy full of energy, lively and interesting.
His pursuit for her has been the talk of the school.
I can\'t show her my heart ache but could only smile & congratulate her.
When I reach home, the heart ache is so strong that I can\'t stand it.
It\'s like a heavy weighted stone on my chest.
I couldn\'t breath.
Wanted to shout but can\'t.
Tears rolled down & I broke down & cry.

How many times have I seen her cry for the man that doesn\'t acknowledge her
presence too.

During graduation, I read a sms in my hp.
It was send 10 days ago when I broke down and cry.
I haven\'t read it since then.

It says \"Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn\'t
ask
her to stay??\"



Leaf

During Pre-U days, I like to collect leaves.
Why?
Because I felt that for a leaf to leave the tree she has been relying on for so
long it takes a lot of courage.
During the 3 years of Pre-U I was on very close terms with a guy.
Not BGR kind but as buddy kind.
But when he had his 1st girlfriend, I learnt a feeling I never should have
learnt - Jealousy.
The sourness in the heart can\'t be describe by using a lemon.
It\'s like 100 rotten sour lemon.
Sourness to the extreme limit.
They were only together for 2 mths.
When they broke up, I hide my strong sense of happiness.
But after a mth, he got together with another gal.
I like him & I know he like me.
But why won\'t he pursue me?
Since he love me why he doesn\'t want to make the first move?
Whenever he had a new girlfriend, my heart would hurt.
Time after time, my heart was hurt.

I begin to suspect that this is a one sided love.
If he don\'t like he, why does he treat me so well.
It\'s beyond what you will normally do for a friend.
Liking a person is very heart wrenching.
I can know his likes, his habits.
But his feelings towards me I can never figure out.

You can\'t expect me a gal to ask him right?
Despite that, I still want to be by his side.
Care for him, accompany him, love him.
Hoping that one fine day, he will come & love me.
It\'s like waiting for his phone call every night, wanting him to send me sms.
I know that no matter how busy he is, he will make time for me.
Because of this, I waited for him.
The 3 years were the hardest to go through & I really want to give up.
Sometimes, I wonder should I continue waiting.
The pain and hurt, the dilemma accompany me for 3 years.
Till the end of my 3rd year, a 2nd year junior begins to go after me.
Everyday he pursuit me relentlessly.

From outright rejection to a point in time when I felt that I\'m willing to let
him have a small footing in my heart.
He\'s like a warm & gentle wind, trying to blow a leaf away from the tree.
In the end, I realized that I didn\'t want to give this wind a small footing in
my heart.
I know this wind will bring this badly battered leave far away & better land.
Finally I left tree, but the tree only smile & didn\'t ask me to stay.
Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn\'t ask her to
stay??



Wind

Because I like a gal called leaf.
Because she\'s so dependent on tree so I have to be a gust wind.
A wind that will blow her away.
When I first met her, it was 1 mth after I transfer to the new school.
I saw a petite person looking at my seniors & me playing soccer.
During ECA time, she will always be sitting there.
Be it alone or with her friends looking at him.

When he talks with gals there\'s jealousy in her eyes.
When he looked at her, there\'s a smile in her eyes.
Looking at her became my habit.
Just like she likes to look at him.
One day, she didn\'t appear. I felt something amissed.
I can\'t explain the feeling except it\'s a kind of uneasiness.

The senior was also not there as well.
I went to their classroom, hid outside and saw my senior scolding her.
Tears were in her eyes while he left.
The next day, I saw her at her usual place, looking at him.
I walked over and smiled to her.
Took out a note & gave to her.
She was surprised.

She looked at me, smiled & accept the note.
The next day, she appeared & pass me a note and left.
\"Leaf\'s heart is too heavy and wind couldn\'t blow her away.\"
\"It\'s not that leaf heart is too heavy.
It because leaf never want to leave tree.\"
I replied her note with this statement and slowly she started to talk to me &
accept my presents & phone calls.
I know that the person she loves is not me.
But I have this perseverance that one day I will make her like me.
Within 4 mths, I have declared my love for her no less than 20 times.
Every time, she will divert away from the topic.
But I never give up.

If I decide I want her to be mine, I will definitely use all means to win her
over.
I can\'t remember how many times I have declared my love to her.
Although I know she will try to divert but I still bear a small ray of hope.
Hoping that she will agree to me my girlfriend.
I didn\'t hear any reply from her over the phone.
I asked \"what are you doing? How come you didn\'t want to reply?\"
She said, \"I\'m nodding my head.\"
\"Ah?\"
I couldn\' t believe my ears.
\"I\'m nodding my head\" She replied loudly.
I hang up the phone, quickly changed and took a taxi and rush to her place &
press her door bell.

During the moment when she opens the door.
I hugged her tightly.

Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay??

[soul_out]

What a coincident...Chye, i was just wanna post this article on recom. Guys, take a short break to read this after read so many words of wisdom. It's touching. Some of you might already read the chinese version of it, but the english version is as good as the chinese 1.

[soul_out]

Drink a cup of hot coffee to keep you warm and awake. Take a break and think, are you the leaf, tree of wind?

[huilinchin]

awwww...such lovely story... :)

another one - though this is more on family...

Subject: FW: FAMILY- something to think about

I ran into a stranger as he passed by, "Oh excuse me please" was my
reply.

He said, "Please excuse me too; I wasn't watching for you."
We were very polite, this stranger and I. We went on our way and we
said good-bye.

But at home a different story is told, How we treat our loved ones,
young and old.

Later that day, cooking the evening meal, My son stood beside me very
still.

When I turned, I nearly knocked him down. "Move out of the way," I
said
with a frown. He walked away, his little heart broken. I didn't
realize
how harshly
I'd spoken.

While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and
said,
"While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use, but the
children you love, you seem to abuse.

Go and look on the kitchen floor, You'll find some flowers there by
the
door. Those are the flowers he brought for you. He picked them
himself:
pink,
yellow and blue. He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise, you
never saw the
tears that filled his little eyes.

" By this time, I felt very small, And now my tears began to fall.
I quietly went and knelt by his bed; "Wake up, little one, wake up,"
said.

"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"

He smiled, "I found em, out by the tree. I picked 'em because they're
pretty like you. I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."

I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today; I shouldn't
have yelled at you that way." He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay. I love
you
anyway."
I said, "Son, I love you too, and I do like the flowers, especially
the
blue."


FAMILY

Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company that we are
working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. (Would they
ever
think about us? Maybe a condolence note to our family and that's
it!!)
But
the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their
lives.
And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than into
our
own family. An unwise investment indeed, don't you think?

So what is behind the story?

Do you know what the word FAMILY means?

FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU


-Hui Lin ^_^

[Ic3b3rg]

got this in an email.... :)
[size=12][b][size=18]Must read this... very touching... but where to find this kind of love anymore...

From the very beginning, girl's family objected strongly on her
dating this guy, saying that it has got to do with family background, & that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.

Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrelled very often. Though
the girl loved the guy deeply, she always asked him: "How deep is
your love for me?" As the guy is not good with his words, this often caused the girl to be very upset. With that & the family's pressure, the gal often vent her anger on him. As for him,.. he only endured it in silence.

After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to
further his studies overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the gal: " I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love
you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my
life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will
you marry me?"

The girl agreed, & with the guy's determination, the family finally
gave in & agreed to let them get married. So before he left, they got engaged. The gal went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails & phone calls. Though it was hard, but both never thought of giving up.

One day, while the gal was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. when she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realized that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. she had lost her voice....
< BR>The doctors says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down. During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry,.. it's still just silence cry that accompanied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart everytime it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.

With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent
millions & millions of reply, countless of phonecalls,.. all the gal could do, besides crying, is still crying.... The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything & be happy.
With a new environment, the gal learn sign language & started a new< BR>life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came & told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.

A year has passed & her friend came with an envelope, containing a
invitation card for the guy's wedding. the gal was shattered. When
she open the letter, she saw her name in it instead. When she was
about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her.


He used sign language to tell her "I've spent a year to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You." With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The gal finally smiled.


Treat every relationship as if it's the last one, then you'll know how to Give. Treat every moment as is it's the last day, then you'll know how to treasure. Treasure what you have right now, or else you will regret one day...:^

[Ic3b3rg]

got this in an email.... :)
[size=12][b][size=18]Must read this... very touching... but where to find this kind of love anymore...

From the very beginning, girl's family objected strongly on her
dating this guy, saying that it has got to do with family background, & that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.

Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrelled very often. Though
the girl loved the guy deeply, she always asked him: "How deep is
your love for me?" As the guy is not good with his words, this often caused the girl to be very upset. With that & the family's pressure, the gal often vent her anger on him. As for him,.. he only endured it in silence.

After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to
further his studies overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the gal: " I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love
you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my
life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will
you marry me?"

The girl agreed, & with the guy's determination, the family finally
gave in & agreed to let them get married. So before he left, they got engaged. The gal went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails & phone calls. Though it was hard, but both never thought of giving up.

One day, while the gal was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. when she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realized that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. she had lost her voice....
< BR>The doctors says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down. During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry,.. it's still just silence cry that accompanied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart everytime it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.

With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent
millions & millions of reply, countless of phonecalls,.. all the gal could do, besides crying, is still crying.... The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything & be happy.
With a new environment, the gal learn sign language & started a new< BR>life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came & told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.

A year has passed & her friend came with an envelope, containing a
invitation card for the guy's wedding. the gal was shattered. When
she open the letter, she saw her name in it instead. When she was
about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her.


He used sign language to tell her "I've spent a year to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You." With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The gal finally smiled.


Treat every relationship as if it's the last one, then you'll know how to Give. Treat every moment as is it's the last day, then you'll know how to treasure. Treasure what you have right now, or else you will regret one day...:^

[Ic3b3rg]

SUN RISE

Every morning in Africa,
When the Sun rises, A deer awakens,
Knowing it has to outrun the fastest Lion, OR, be hunted to death....

Every morning in Africa,
When the Sun rises, A Lion awakens,
Knowing it has to outrun the slowest deer, OR, be starved to death....

It does not matter whether you are a deer or Lion,
When the Sun rises,
Better be running at your best..
You only live once.
What do you really want to do and achieve in life?
Let's think, learn & share.
It is a meaningful journey. :wink: :o :( :) :? 8)

[Ic3b3rg]

SUN RISE

Every morning in Africa,
When the Sun rises, A deer awakens,
Knowing it has to outrun the fastest Lion, OR, be hunted to death....

Every morning in Africa,
When the Sun rises, A Lion awakens,
Knowing it has to outrun the slowest deer, OR, be starved to death....

It does not matter whether you are a deer or Lion,
When the Sun rises,
Better be running at your best..
You only live once.
What do you really want to do and achieve in life?
Let's think, learn & share.
It is a meaningful journey. :wink: :o :( :) :? 8)

[yekban81]

Something interesting .....


What is the hardest thing to break????something interesting ...

Diamonds are hard to find but not hard to break.

What is the hardest thing to break then?

The answer is: HABIT

If you break the H, you still have A BIT. If you break the A,
you still have BIT. If you break the B, you still have IT!!!
Hey, after you break the T in IT, there is still the "I".
The person at the end of the day, is the root of all the problems.
Cute???

Now, I know why HABIT is so hard to break. Its destiny is in
its name. The word itself.

[yekban81]

Something interesting .....


What is the hardest thing to break????something interesting ...

Diamonds are hard to find but not hard to break.

What is the hardest thing to break then?

The answer is: HABIT

If you break the H, you still have A BIT. If you break the A,
you still have BIT. If you break the B, you still have IT!!!
Hey, after you break the T in IT, there is still the "I".
The person at the end of the day, is the root of all the problems.
Cute???

Now, I know why HABIT is so hard to break. Its destiny is in
its name. The word itself.

[ElansarGelmir]

Something I got from a forwarded mail:


Positive thinking

Positive thinking is like this.... A little bird flies
up in the sky; you look up and it shits in your eye...
But you ! don't mind and you don't cry... But you
thank God that cows don't fly. ....

[ElansarGelmir]

Something I got from a forwarded mail:


Positive thinking

Positive thinking is like this.... A little bird flies
up in the sky; you look up and it shits in your eye...
But you ! don't mind and you don't cry... But you
thank God that cows don't fly. ....

[Ic3b3rg]

i asked u if u liked me, u said no.
i asked u if i was pretty, u said no.
i asked u if i was in ur heart u said no.
i asked u if u would cry if i walked away, u said no.

So i walked away..
u grabbed my arm and said...
i don't like u..... i love u ...
u r not pretty.... u r beautiful..
u r not in my heart.... u r my heart...
and i wouldn't cry if u walked away.... i would die.....

[oshmelvin]

It takes a person a second to know someone, a minute to like someone, an hour to love someone but a life time to forget someone!

There are so many stars in the sky and among those that you do not notice are those that shine on for you forever.

A person who has lived his life meaningfully and to the fullest will find that life on earth is never too short.

:D

[Ic3b3rg]

We are, each of us, angels with one wing and we can only fly by embracing one another. ~Lucian de Creszenza