KEEP THEM CLOSE

One day a mother died.

And on that clear, cold morning,

in the warmth of her bedroom,

the daughter was struck withthe pain of learning that sometimesthere isn't any more.
No more hugs, no more lucky moments to celebrate together

,no more phone calls just to chat, no more "just one minute."
Sometimes, what we care about the most goes away,

never to return before we can say good-bye, say "I Love You."
So while we have it … it's best we love it .

And care for it and fix it when it's brokenand take good care of it when it's sick.
This is true for marriage … and friendships!

And children with bad report cards;and dogs with bad hips;and aging parents and grandparents.

We keep them because they are worth it,because we cherish them!
Some things we keep -like a best friend who moved awayor a classmate we grew up with.

There are just some things thatmake us happy, no matter what.
Life is important, and so are the people we know.And so, keep them close!

TWO CHOICES

WE HAVE TWO CHOICES:
Jerry was the kind of guy you love to hate. He was always in a good mood and always had something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!" He was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant. The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator.
If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation. Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?"
Jerry replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, 'Jerry, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood.' I choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life."
"Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested.
"Yes, it is," Jerry said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live life."
I reflected on what Jerry said. Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.
Several years later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gunpoint by three armed robbers. While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. Luckily, Jerry was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center.
After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body.
I saw Jerry about six months after the accident. When I asked him
how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?"
I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his
mind as the robbery took place. "The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door," Jerry replied. "Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live, or I could choose to die. I chose to live."
"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked.
Jerry continued, "The paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the emergency room and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read, 'He's a dead man.' I knew I needed to take action."
"What did you do?" I asked.
"Well, there was a big, burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Jerry. "She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes,' I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Bullets!' Over their laughter, I told them, 'I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.'"
Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything.

MONEY MONEY MONEY

Money can buy costumes but not beauty
Money can buy idols but not devotion
Money can buy books but not wisdom and knowledge
Money can buy bed but not rest and sleep
Money can buy medicines but not health
Money can buy wealth but not health
Money can buy clothes but not shame
Money can buy food but not hunger
Money can buy flowers but not freshness and fragrance
Money can buy land but not home (made of human hearts)
Money can buy honey but not sweetness
Money can buy some things but not everything
Money can buy luxuries but not happiness.

PROMISE YOURSELF

Promise yourself to be so strong that nothing can Disturb your peace of mind.
To talk health, happiness, and prosperity to Every person you meet.
To make all your friends feel like there is Something in them.
To look at the sunny side of everything and make your Optimism come true.
To think only of the best, to work only for the best, And expect only the best.
To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others As you are about your own.
To forget the mistakes of the past and press on the Greater achievements of the future.
To wear a cheerful countenance at all times and give Every living person you meet a smile.
To give so much time to the improvement of yourself That you have no time to criticize others.
To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, and too Strong for fear, and to happy to permit the Presence of trouble.

LITTLE EYES ON YOU

There are little eyes upon you and they’re watching night and day.
There are little ears that quickly take in every word you say.
There are little hands all eager to do anything you do;

And a little boy who’s dreaming of the day he’ll be like you.
You’re the little fellow’s idol; you’re the widest of the wise.
In this little mind about you no suspicious ever rise.

He believes in you devoutly, holds all that you say and do;
He will say and do, in your way, when he’s grown up like you.
There’s a wide-eyed little fellow who believes you’re always right;
And his eyes are always opened, and he watches day and night.

You are setting an example every day in all you do.
For the little boy who’s waiting to grow up to be like you.

INDIA IS IN TROUBLE

Population 100 Crore
9 Crore Retired
30 Crore State Govt. (Don’t work)
17 Crore Central Govt. (Don’t work)
1 Crore IT Professional (Don’t work for India)
25 Crore School going children busy in carrying tons of weights hoping for a bright tomorrow.
1 Crore Are under five years.
15 Crore Unemployed.
1.2 Crore Suffering in Hospitals.
79,99,998 People (As per Statistics) Anytime in Jail.

The Balance 2 are U & Me.
U are busy “In reading such funny comments and laughing whole day…
How can I handle India alone?

Work Life Balance

A man come home from late, tired and irritated, to find his five-year old son waiting for him at the door…

Son: “Daddy, may I ask you a question”
Daddy: “Yeah sure, what it is?”
Son: Dad, how much do you make an hour?
Daddy: “That’s none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?”
Son: “I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?”
Daddy: “I make Rs.500 an hour”.
“Oh”, the little boy replied, with his head down.
Looking up, he said,”Dad, may I please borrow Rs.300?
The father was furious, “If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or other nonsense, then march your self to your room and go to bed. Think why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior”.
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy’s questions.
How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think; “May be there was something he really needed to buy with that Rs.300 and he really didn’t ask for money very often!”
The man went to the door of little boy’s room and opened the door.
“Are you asleep, son”? He asked.
“No daddy, I’m awake, “replied the boy.
“I’ve been thinking may be I was too hard on you earlier” said the man.
“It’s been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here’s the Rs.300 you asked for”.
The little boy sat straight up, smiling, “oh thank you dad!” He yelled.
Then reaching under his pillow he pulled some crippled up notes.
The man, seeing that the boy already had money started to get angry again.
The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at his father.
“Why do you want money if you already had some”? The father grumbled.
“Because I didn’t have enough, but now I do,” the little boy replied.
Daddy I have Rs.500 now. Can I but an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.”

MORAL:
It is just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts.
If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family and friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to take time out for our family ……..