Showing posts with label father and son. Show all posts
Showing posts with label father and son. Show all posts

Monday 5 July 2021

👵Good deeds👴-🍬story🍭



"What taste do you leave in others' mouths?"


There was an old man who was admitted in a hospital.


A young man was visiting him every day, and sits with him for more than one hour.

He helps him eat his food, and to take his shower.


Then he takes him walking in the garden of the hospital.

After that he brings him back to his room and helps him to lie down.


He goes away after reassuring himself that the old man is doing well.


One day the nurse entered his room, to give him medicine and inspect his condition, and said to him:

"May the Lord be always gracious to your kind and caring son. Every day he visits you and shows great care."


The old man looked at her and closed his eyes and said to her:

"I wish it was one of my children. This is an orphan from the neighborhood where we live. I met him one day in the past, crying at the door of a Mosque, after his father died. I comforted him and bought for him candy. I neither saw him nor talked to him for a very long time.

 

When he grew up and came to discover where my wife and I were living. He was visiting us every day to inspect our conditions. When I later fell sick, he took my old wife to his home. He then comes to the hospital to see my treatment everyday. One day I asked him: "My son why do you have to deal with us and care about us?" 


He simply smiled and then  said: "The taste of the candy is still in my mouth."


*Moral:*


Plant well, if you do, even if it is not on your place, God will not Forget the beautiful deed wherever you have planted it.



Thursday 13 May 2021

🛠The fence story🔩-🤯 controlling Anger🥵


There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy's father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.


On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!


Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his anger, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.


It wasn't long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.


Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn't lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn't wait to tell his father.


Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.


Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.


Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.


"You have done very well, my son," he smiled, "but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same."


The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.


"When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you're sorry, the wounds will still be there."




Monday 12 August 2019

What kind of children are we creating???



A few weeks ago, I had attended a birthday party of my daughter’s friend. There they played a game, the age old ‘Passing the parcel’, however, what was different was the way it was played. The child who was caught with the parcel when the music stopped was asked to leave the circle, but with that parcel as the gift, and then a new parcel was introduced. The game continued till every child got a gift. I asked the mother what was wrong with the earlier version, the version we had all grown up with.

She said – “I do not like kids to be disappointed. See, here every child is happy as he or she gets to take a gift home.”

In another instance, I was in the park with my daughter. She was playing lock and key with her friends. Now, one of her friends fell down. Her mother, who was on the other side of the park ran to his son, all confused and upset. She scooped her son in her lap and started inquiring – “Are you hurt? Let me see! Do no cry! Shush, mama is here.”

The child, had a scraped knee, who was perfectly OK till then, started crying earnestly.

I was at a friend’s home for lunch. Her 5-year old daughter refused to eat what was cooked for lunch. My friends felt so guilty that her daughter would go hungry, that she cooked up her favourite pasta immediately. According to her, it was not the first time this had happened.

At the School Sports Day, there are no races, no competition. No first, second or runner ups. Because, everyone is equal, there should be no competition between the kids.

Kids today have a room full of toys and games. Some they ask, some they do not. But, they still get them.

Everything in excess is the new mantra of life.

Our parents taught us self-reliance, while we hover around our children and want to protect them at all costs. We like to hold our babies closer to the protection of the nest. We go out of our way and rustle up something when they don’t eat what’s cooked at home for everyone else, because we don’t them to sleep hungry. Instead of letting them play outside, we organize activities for them. We do their homework and their assignments. We even resolve their conflicts for them.

It makes me wonder, what will happen to these kids when they grow up?

Will they get a gift everytime they fail? Will they be able to handle disappointment? A child who has never been denied anything, how will he cope with rejections? There are a growing number of cases when kids run away from home or commit suicide because they are not able to deal with low marks in examinations or when they fail to secure an admission in an institution of their choice.

Will their parents keep them hidden in their bosom all their life? Our mothers never ran after us, a scraped knee was just that. She would ask us to wash it with some water and then forget about it. But, there was no drama that followed.

Falling and hurting was a part of daily life for us. We cycled, climbed up trees and jumped from the stairs. Today, kids travel in elevators and escalators (because they might fall down the stairs and get themselves hurt). Earlier, kids walked and cycled. I hardly see kids walking nowadays, unless it’s for a kids’ marathon and they are required to pose for selfies with their cool mommies.

Will they shy away from competition or be able to survive it? OK, so we can accompany our kids till the college gate and sit in the waiting area while they appear for a job interview. 

A child who is never used to losing – how will he survive in the big bad world?

We are raising our kids to be adult babies.

So what should we do?

Stop telling our children that they are special all the time. They are not, at least not always. So reserve the praises for the times when they actually deserve.

Stop going out of the way to create happiness in their life. The life is a mix of joys and sorrows, and it is for a reason. We have no right to interfere with the nature. So let’s stop pretending that everything is all right when it’s not. Let the kids have their fair share of disappointments at an early age. It’s better to fall at 10, than at 40 !!

Monday 10 August 2015

How many times do we miss God's blessings because they are not packaged as we expected?


A young man was
getting ready to
graduate from
college. For many
months he had
admired a beautiful
sports car in a
dealers showroom,
and knowing his
father could well
afford it, he told him
that was all he
wanted.
As Graduation Day
approached, the
young man awaited
signs that his
father had purchased
the car. Finally, on
the morning of his
graduation, his father
called him into his
private study, told
him how proud he
was to have such a
fine son, and how
much he loved him.
He handed him a
beautifully wrapped
gift box.
Curious, but
somewhat
disappointed, the
young man opened
the box and
found a lovely,
leather-bound Bible,
with his name
embossed
in gold.
Angrily, he raised his
voice to his father
and said,"With all
your money you give
me a Bible?" He
stormed out of the
house, leaving the
Bible behind.
Many years passed
and the young man
was very successful in
business. He had a
beautiful home and
wonderful family, but
realized his father
was very old. He
thought perhaps he
should go to him.He
had not seen him
since that graduation
day.
But before he could
make arrangements,
he received a
telegram telling him
his father had passed
away, and willed all
of his possessions to
him. He needed to
come home
immediately and take
care of things.
When he arrived at
his father's house,
sadness and regret
filled his heart. He
began to search
through his father's
important documents
and saw the Bible,
new,just as he had
left it years ago.
With tears, he
opened the Bible and
began to turn the
pages. His father had
carefully underlined a
verse, Matt 7:11,
"And if ye, being evil,
know
how to give good
gifts to your children,
how much more shall
your Heavenly Father
which is in Heaven,
give to those who ask
Him?"
As he read those
words, a car key
dropped from the
back of the Bible.It
had a tag with the
dealers name, the
same dealer who had
the sports car he had
desired.
On the tag was the
date of his
graduation, and the
words...
PAID IN FULL.
How many times do
we miss God's
blessings because
they are not
packaged as we
expected?

Love,
Esther

Wednesday 8 July 2015

Awesome post must read


How a son/daughter thinks of his/her father at different age.....
At 6 years....:My Dad is great!

At 8 years....:My Daddy knows everything.
At 12 years.....: My Daddy is good but he is short tempered.
At 14 years....: My Daddy was nice to me when I was young.
At 18 years.....: My Daddy is not in line with the current times. Frankly he does not know anything.
At 20 years...: My Daddy is becoming increasingly cranky and unreasonable.
At 23 years....: Oh! It is becoming difficult to tolerate Daddy! Wonder how Mother puts up with him!
At 25 years...: Daddy is objecting to everything.. Don't know when will he understand the world.
At 32 years...: It is becoming difficult to manage my son! I used to be so scared of my Dad when I was young...
At 40 years...: Daddy brought me up with so much discipline.. I wonder how he managed to handle the younger generation!..
At 45 years....: I am baffled as to how my Daddy brought us up..
At 50 years...: My Daddy faced so many hardship to bring us up...(we were 3 brothers and 2 sisters) I am unable to manage a single child!
At 55 years...: My Daddy was so far sighted and planned so many things for us. Even at this old age, he is able to control things. He is one of his kind and unique.
At last...: ' My Daddy was great!
Don't take so many years.....Realize it on time...
Education is not a Name of Any Degree or Certificate that can be shown to others as a Proof ...
But ...
Education is the name of Our Attitude, Actions, Language , Behavior & Personality with Others in Real Life ... !!
And thus it is Rightly said that ...
To be Born with a Personality is a Gift from your Parents ...
But ...
To Die as a Personality is an Achievement of your Own and a Return Gift to your Parents ... !!

Tuesday 7 July 2015

WORDS FROM A FATHER TO A SON ABOUT MARRIAGE



*  My son, if you keep spending on a woman and she never asked you if you’re saving or investing, and she keeps enjoying the attention, don’t marry her.
* My son, a woman could be a
good wife to you, some could be a good mother to your children but if you’ve found a woman like a mother to you, your children and your family, please don’t let her go.
* My son, don’t confine the position of your wife to the kitchen, where did you get that from? Even in our days, we had farm-lands where they worked every morning . . . that was our office.
*  My son, if I tell you that you’re the head of the house, don’t look at your pocket; look if you will see a smile on your wife’s face.
*  My son, if you want to have a long life, let your wife be in- charge of your salary, it will be difficult for her to spend it when she’s aware of the home needs and bills to pay but if it’s in your care, she will keep you asking even when all has been spent.
*  My son, don’t ever beat your woman, the pain in her body is nothing to be compared to the wound on her heart and that means you may be in trouble living with a wounded woman.
*  My son, now that you’re married, if you live a bachelor kind of life with your wife, you will soon be single again.
*  My son, in our days, we had
many wives and many children because of our large farm- lands and many harvests, there are hardly any land for farming anymore, so embrace your woman closely.
* . My son, under the cocoa tree that I did meet your mother could be your eateries and restaurants of nowadays, but remember, the closet thing we did there was to embrace each other.
*  My son, don’t be carried away when you start making more money, instead of
spending on those tiny legs that never knew how hard you worked to get it, spend it on that woman that stood by you all along.
*  My son, remember, when you say your wife has changed, there could be something you’ve stopped doing too.
*  My son, your mother rode the bicycle with me before I bought that tortoise car
outside there, any woman that won’t endure with you in your little beginning should not enjoy your riches.
* . My son, don’t compare your wife to any woman, there are ways she’s enduring you too and has she ever compared you to any man?
*  My son, there is this thing you people call feminism, well, if a woman claim to have equal right with you in the house,
divide all the bills into two equal parts, take one part and ask her to start paying the other part.
*  My son, I didn’t send your sisters to school because I was foolish like many to think a female child won’t extend my
family name, please don’t make that mistake, the kind of female achievers I see nowadays has made the male-gender an ordinary tag.
*. My son, your mother have once locked up the cloth I was wearing and almost tore it because she was angry, I did not raise my hand to beat her because of a day like this, so that I can be proud to tell you that I never for once beat your mother.
*  My son, in our days, our women had more of natural beauty, though I wouldn’t lie to you, some had minor painting of their appellation mostly on their arms, the ones you people now call tattoo, but don’t forget that they didn’t expose any part of their body like your women of nowadays.
*  My son, your mother and I are not interested in what happens in your marriage, try to handle issues without always coming to us.
*  My son, remember I bought your mother’s first sewing machine for her, help your wife achieve her dreams just as you’re pursuing yours.
*. My son, don’t stop taking care of me and your mother, so that your children will take care of you too

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