Monday 22 July 2024

๐Ÿ˜ณDont scared of mistakes ☺️

 


 “If milk๐Ÿถ is wasted, it becomes yogurt. ๐Ÿจ

Yogurt is more valuable than milk.


If it gets any worse, it becomes cheese. ๐Ÿง€

Cheese is more valuable than yogurt and milk.


And if grape juice๐Ÿ‡ turns sour, it turns into wine, ๐Ÿทwhich is even more expensive than grape juice.


You're not bad because you made mistakes. Mistakes ❌are experiences that make you more valuable as a person. ๐Ÿ˜Ž


Christopher Columbus made a navigation error that led him to discover America. ๐Ÿ—บ

Alexander Fleming's mistake led him to invent penicillin. ๐Ÿ’‰


Don't let your mistakes ✖depress you. It's not practice that makes perfect✔. It's the mistakes we learn from that make perfect!”✅

Don't be scared of mistakes 

more bigger steps ahead 

just keep going.

Friday 21 June 2024

๐Ÿ’‘ Stages of Marriage ๐Ÿ‘ซ

 THE DIFFERENT STAGES OF MARRIAGE.



1. THE AMAZEMENT STAGE: This is the "wow" stage. Lots of new things to discover with your spouse. The newness, the freshness is so amazing. Sleeping on the same bed, wearing the same attire, cooking for him, doing house chores with her, bathing together. Wearing your dazzling wedding ring everywhere, turning people's head at the newest couple around. Loads and lots of fun. Sexual exploration and excitement. Being in control of your kitchen, feeding him and lots more. It's the honeymoon stage and it's so so beautiful.


2. THE IRRITATION STAGE: This is when you begin to notice weaknesses you have overlooked or blissfully wish they go away but didn't. The repetition of such weaknesses begins to work on your nerves and you are getting irritated: he snores a lot, she is slow in the kitchen, she belches loudly, he screams unnecessarily, she won't bathe before coming to bed or shave, he spends many hours watching football and ignores you when you talk. "What's just wrong with this guy?" You think aloud, well it's part of marriage.


3. THE ANGER STAGE: This is when the repetition of such weaknesses gets on your nerves and you display your anger. The introverted partners stuffs it in and either keep malice, avoid you or stubbornly continue with the irritating habit. It's the stage you begin to wonder: "have I really married the wrong guy?" "Have I married the wrong woman?" No, you did not, you are simply going through a phase together.


4. THE RESOLUTION STAGE: When you both begin to face the reality of marriage and acknowledge your partner's weaknesses. You eventually realize anger and malice does not solve any problem and begins to find ways to deal with your differences, both of you begin to compromise here and there and adjust to each other.


5. THE ACCEPTANCE STAGE: When it dawned on you that some things are just part of your partner and may never change. You resigned from anger, abuse and quarrel and choose to accept them, lovingly adjust to them and enjoy them regardless of their weaknesses.


6. THE RESTFUL STAGE:This is the stage you permanently accept them with all their strengths, weaknesses, short comings and flaws and love them unconditionally regardless of what they do. This is real love -agape, divine and true. You reconnect emotionally, spiritually and physically at a deeper level and enjoy honey moon again while building a lasting marriage regardless of the challenges you face.


There is no perfect marriage. Every marriage goes through this stages. How you handle it will determine if you will come out bitter or better.

You don't have to abuse your spouse or keep malice if God is at the centre of your home and you obey the word of God daily.

Nevertheless, do not be disappointed if you go through the unpleasant stages in marriage. It is a phase and will surely end.


Handle your marriage with wisdom and keep loving regardless of the challenges you face. That is what will make your marriage a heaven on earth experience. Thanks for reading.

Monday 6 May 2024

๐Ÿ‘ฉ‍✈️๐Ÿ•ต️‍♀️๐Ÿ‘ฎ‍♀️๐Ÿ‘ฉ‍๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿง•๐Ÿ‘ฉ‍๐ŸฆฐShe doesn't work๐Ÿ‘ฉ‍⚕️๐Ÿ‘ฉ‍๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘ฉ‍๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘ฉ‍⚖๐Ÿ‘ฉ‍๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘ฉ‍๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘ฉ‍๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘ฉ‍๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘ฉ‍๐Ÿ’ผ


 MY WIFE DOES NOT WORK!!!

Conversation between a Husband (H) and a Psychologist (P):

P: What do u do for a living Mr. Bandy?

H: I work as an Accountant in a Bank.

P: your Wife ?

H: She doesn't work, She's only a housewife.

P: Who makes breakfast for your family in the morning?

H: My Wife, because she doesn't work.

P: At what time does your wife wake up for making breakfast?

H: She wakes up at around 5am because she cleans the house first before making breakfast.

P: How do your kids go to school?

H: My wife takes them to school, because she doesn't work.

P: After taking ur kids to school, what does she do?

H: She goes to the market, then goes back home for cooking and laundry. You

know she doesn't work.

P: In the evening, after you go back home from office, what do you do?

H: Takes a rest because I’m tired due to all day's work.

P: What does your wife do then?

H: She prepares meals, serving our kids, preparing meals for me and cleaning

the dishes, cleaning the house then taking kids bed.

***Whom do you think works more from the story above???

The daily routines of your wives commence from early morning to late night and

you called that DOESN'T WORK?

Yes, being housewives do not need certificate of Study, even high position,

but their role/part is very important!

Appreciate your wives because their sacrifices are uncountable, this should be a

reminder and reflection for all of us to understand and appreciate each others

roles.

***All about a woman***

When she is quiet, millions of things are running in her mind.

When she stares at you she is wondering why she loves you so much in spite of

being taken for granted.

When she says I will stand by you she will stand by you like a rock.

Never hurt her or take her wrong for granted.

A very heart touching message by a

woman.

Someone asked her, Are you a working woman or a housewife?

She replied:

Yes, I am a full-time

working housewife.

9+

I work 24 hours a day.

I'm a Mum.

I'm a Wife.

I'm a Daughter.

I'm a Daughter-in-law.

I'm an Alarm clock.

I'm a Cook.

I'm a Maid.

I'm a Teacher.

I'm a Waiter.

I'm a Nanny.

I'm a Nurse.

I'm a Handyman.

I'm a Security officer.

I'm a Counselor.

I'm a Comforter.

I don't get holidays.

I don't get sick leave.

I don't get day off.

I work through day and night.

I'm on call all hours and get paid with a

sentence.

***What Do you do all Day??

***Dedicated to all women***

Woman has the most unique character like salt, her presence is never

remembered but her absence makes all the things tasteless.

Pass it to all the lovely ladies...

Your Mother.

Your Wife.

Your daughter.

Your sister and your friend.

Share to every woman to make her smile and to every man to make him realize a

woman's worth.

 Amen....๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™




Tuesday 23 April 2024

๐Ÿง”Father's handprints ๐Ÿ‘



~Father's handprints ~ 

✋๐Ÿฝ ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿฝ ๐Ÿคš๐Ÿฝ 


Father had grown old and would take support of the wall while walking. As a result the walls had discoloured, wherever he used to touch and his fingerprints got printed on the walls.


My wife detected this and would often complain about the dirty looking walls.


One day, he was having headache, so he massaged some oil onto his head. So, while walking oil stains were formed on the walls. 


My wife screamed at me seeing this.  And I in turn shouted at my father and spoke to him rudely, advising him not to touch the walls while walking.


He looked hurt. I also felt ashamed of my behaviour , but did not say anything to him.


Father stopped holding the wall while walking. And fell down one day. He became bedridden and left us shortly. I felt guilt in my heart and could never forget his expressions and forgive myself of his demise shortly thereafter. 


After sometime,  we wanted to get our house painted. When the painters came, my son, who adored his grandfather,  did not allow the painters to clean father's fingerprints, and paint those areas.

The painters were very good and innovative. They assured him that they will not remove my father's fingerprints/ handprints, rather would draw a beautiful circle around these marks and create a unique design.


This continued thereafter and those prints become part of our house. Every person visiting our home admired our unique design. 


With time, I also grew old.


Now I needed the support of wall to walk. One day while walking, I remembered 

my words to my father, and tried to walk without support. My son saw this and immediately came to me and asked me to take support of the walls while walking, expressing concern that I would have fallen without support, I realised that my son was holding me.


My grand daughter immediately came forward and affectionately,  asked me put my hand on her shoulder for support. I almost started crying silently. Had I done the same for my father, he would have lived longer.


My grand daughter took me along and made me sit on the sofa.


Then she took out her drawing book to show me.

Her teacher had admired her drawing and given her excellent remarks. 


The sketch was of my father's handprint on the walls. 


*Her  comment -  “wish every child loves elders in same way.”*


I came back to my room and started crying profusely, asking forgiveness from my father, who was no more.


*We also grow old with time.  Let's take care of our elders and teach the same to our children.*

**************


๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿซก

Saturday 13 April 2024

๐Ÿ…The best yet to come๐ŸŽ€


 The best has been kept aside for the chosen one!


It would be kept safe till you arrive there


God has set aside your blessing for you


No man could stop it from reaching your hands


God has glorious plans for your life


None of them shall be thwarted


God knows what is best for you


He knows your past, present and your future


Though we may not perceive what He has for us


He is still working on our behalf


Believe, the best is in store for you!


God always gives the best to His beloved ones


*1 Samuel 9:23*


*Samuel said to the cook, “Bring the piece of meat I gave you, the one I told you to lay aside."*


YOUR PIECE OF MEAT HAS BEEN SET ASIDE FOR YOU! NONE CAN STEAL YOUR BLESSING!! YOU WILL SURELY INHERIT THE BLESSINGS HE HAS IN STORE YOU - JUST BELIEVE!!!

Friday 15 March 2024

๐ŸŽ€Valuable gift๐ŸŽ

 


*A Touching Story*


“In 1979, I was managing a Wendy's in Port Richey, Florida.  


Unlike today, staffing was never a real problem, but I was searching for a someone to work three hours a day only at lunch. I went thru all my applications and most were all looking for full time or at least 20 hours per week. I found one however, buried at the bottom of a four-inch stack that was only looking for lunch part-time. His name was Nicky. 


Hadn't met him but thought I would give him a call and see if he could stop by for an interview. When I called, he wasn't in but his mom said she would make sure he would be there.


At the accorded time, Nicky walked in. One of those moments when my heart went in my throat. Nicky had Downs Syndrome. His physical appearance was a giveaway and his speech only reinforced the obvious. I was young and sheltered. Had never interacted on a professional level with a developmentally disabled person. I had no clue what to do, so I went ahead and interviewed him.

He was a wonderful young man. 

Great outlook.

Task focused. 

Excited to be alive. 


For reasons only God knew at that time, I hired him. 3 hours a day, 3 days a week to run a grill. I let the staff know what to expect. Predictably, the crew made sure I got the message, "no one wants to work with a retard."

To this day I find that word offensive. We had a crew meeting, cleared the air, and prepared for his arrival. Nicky showed up for work right on time.


He was so excited to be working. He stood at the time clock literally shaking with anticipation. He clocked in and started his training. Couldn't multi task, but was a machine on the grill. Now for the fascinating part.....


Back in that day, there were no computer screens to work from. Every order was called by the cashier.


It required a great deal of concentration on the part of all production staff to get the order right.


While Nicky was training during his first shift, the sandwich maker next to him asked the grillman/trainer what was on the next sandwich. 

Nicky replied, "single, no pickle no onion." A few minutes later it happened again. It was then that we discovered Nicky had a hidden and valuable skill.


He memorized everything he heard! Photographic hearing ? WHAT A SKILL ! It took 3 days and every sandwich maker requested to work with Nicky. He immediately was accepted by the entire crew. After his shift he would join the rest of his crew family, drinking Coke like it was water! 


It was then that they discovered another 

Rainman-esque trait. 

Nicky was a walking/talking perpetual calendar! With a perpetual calendar as a reference, they would sit for hours asking him what day of the week was December 22, 1847 or some more. He never missed. This uncanny trait mesmerized the crew.


His mom would come in at 2 to pick him up.

More times than not, the crew would be back there with him hamming it up. 


As I went to get him from the back, his mom said something I will never forget. "Let him stay there as long as he wants.

He has never been accepted anywhere like he has been here." I excused myself and dried my eyes, humbled and broken-hearted at the lesson I just learned.


Nicky had a profound impact on that store. His presence changed a lot of people. Today I believe with every fiber of my body that Nicky's hiring was no accident. God's Timing and Will is Perfect.


We are all like Nicky. 


We each have our shortcomings. We each have our strong points. But we are all of value. God made us that way and God doesn't make mistakes. 


*Nicky certainly wasn't a mistake.*


He was a valuable gift that I am forever grateful for. 


God doesn't care if you are rich or poor, republican or democrat,  black or white. 

He doesn't care if your chromosome structure is perfect. 

He doesn't care what level of education you have attained. 


So let’s check our hearts. ❤️


*There is a little bit of Nicky in all of us and I suspect there is a Nicky somewhere in your life that is looking for the chance to be embraced.*❤️❤️


Monday 11 March 2024

After Death

 (Borrowed)





MY HOUSE WAS ABOUT TO BE LOCKED ......

 On the 29th of November 2018 just because I was not able to pay the rent.


I posted it on facebook seeking for help, but all I got were 2 likes & zero comments.


So l sent 250 messages to my contact list requesting for a loan of $1500.


Sadly only 10 people replied. 6 out of the 10 claimed they couldn't help. Only 1 out of the 4 who said they could help actually gave me some money but the rest only gave me excuses and never picked my calls. 


In the end, my door was locked.

 I had no where to sleep. 


I walked in the dark seeking options and sadly a thief stole my empty purse with my identity card in it. 


He was badly hit by a fast moving car as he was running away, so he died. 


Fast forward>> The next day, news quickly spread around that I had died.


About 2,500 people posted on my wall how they knew me. 

How great I was !


A committee was formed by my,

 *loyal friends* who contributed $18000 to feed guests at my funeral.


My colleagues at work teamed up and brought another $4500 for a coffin, tents and chairs.


I was to be burried in a coffin worth $1500- the same amount I needed for rent.


Relatives also met. It was a rare occasion for them to meet, so they met and contributed an extra $3000.


Everyone wanted to volunteer in order to appear they were helping. 

They printed T-shirts with my image. 


Each T-Shirt costing $2,50, so the T-shirt man made about $25000 from my presumed death.


Everyone wanted to speak at my funeral. 

There was drama all over from people who never knew how l survived. 


There was even rumour that I was murdered by my friends. 


Speeches were made on how talented I was, even by those who never attended my events. 


The few friends who supported me didn't even get the chance to speak during my funeral - although they knew the Truth. 


In fact, they were prime suspects for my ‘death’.


You could imagine how the scene turned after I showed up alive! 


Some thought l was a ghost.


*THIS IS THE IRONY OF LIFE; WE LOVE THE DEAD MORE THAN THE LIVING*

~ Author Unknown


It's the absolute truth of today's world..

Monday 19 February 2024

Dont be an duck ๐Ÿฆ†, be an eagle๐Ÿฆ…

 




เฎจเฎฃ்เฎชเฎฐ் เฎตெเฎณிเฎฏூเฎฐ் เฎšெเฎฒ்เฎฒ Call Taxi 

เฎ’เฎฉ்เฎฑை เฎเฎฑ்เฎชாเฎŸு เฎšெเฎฏ்เฎคிเฎฐுเฎจ்เฎคாเฎฐ்.


เฎ…เฎตเฎฐ் เฎ•เฎตเฎฉிเฎค்เฎคเฎคு เฎ•ாเฎฐிเฎฉ் เฎชிเฎฉ்เฎฉாเฎฒ் เฎ“เฎŸ்เฎŸிเฎฏிเฎฐுเฎจ்เฎค เฎ†เฎ™்เฎ•ிเฎฒ เฎตாเฎ•்เฎ•ிเฎฏเฎฎ்.


*Duck or Eagle

You decide*


เฎ…เฎŸுเฎค்เฎคு เฎ…เฎตเฎฐ் เฎ•เฎตเฎฉเฎค்เฎคை 

เฎ•เฎตเฎฐ்เฎจ்เฎคเฎคு (Clean and shiny)เฎชเฎณிเฎš்เฎšெเฎฉ்เฎฑு เฎšுเฎค்เฎคเฎฎாเฎ• เฎ‡เฎฐுเฎจ்เฎค เฎ•ாเฎฐ்.


เฎŸிเฎฐைเฎตเฎฐ் เฎจเฎฒ்เฎฒ เฎตெเฎณ்เฎณைเฎฏுเฎŸை เฎ…เฎฃிเฎจ்เฎคு เฎชเฎณிเฎš்เฎšெเฎฉ்เฎฑு เฎชுเฎฉ்เฎฉเฎ•ைเฎฏுเฎŸเฎฉ் เฎ‡เฎฐுเฎจ்เฎคாเฎฐ்.


เฎ…เฎตเฎฐே เฎตเฎจ்เฎคு เฎ•ாเฎฐ் เฎ•เฎคเฎตை เฎคிเฎฑเฎจ்เฎคு 

เฎจเฎฃ்เฎชเฎฐை เฎ…เฎฉ்เฎชோเฎŸு เฎ…เฎฎเฎฐ เฎšொเฎฉ்เฎฉாเฎฐாเฎฎ்.


เฎ…เฎดเฎ•ாเฎฉ เฎŸிเฎฐைเฎตிเฎ™். เฎ•ேเฎŸ்เฎŸเฎคเฎฑ்เฎ•ு 

เฎฎเฎŸ்เฎŸுเฎฎ் เฎคெเฎณிเฎตாเฎฉ เฎชเฎคிเฎฒ்.


เฎจเฎฃ்เฎชเฎฐ்  เฎ…เฎจ்เฎค เฎ“เฎŸ்เฎŸுเฎฉเฎฐிเฎฉ் เฎ…เฎดเฎ•ிเฎฏ เฎšெเฎฏเฎฒ்เฎ•เฎณாเฎฒ் เฎฎிเฎ•เฎตுเฎฎ், เฎ•เฎตเฎฐเฎช்เฎชเฎŸாเฎฐ்.


เฎชொเฎคுเฎตாเฎ• Call Taxi เฎŸிเฎฐைเฎตเฎฐ்เฎ•เฎณ் เฎšเฎฑ்เฎฑு เฎ‡เฎฑுเฎ•்เฎ•เฎฎாเฎ•เฎตே เฎ‡เฎฐுเฎช்เฎชாเฎฐ்เฎ•เฎณ். เฎชเฎฏเฎฃเฎฎ் เฎฎுเฎŸிเฎจ்เฎคเฎตுเฎŸเฎฉ் เฎ…เฎตเฎฐ் เฎฏாเฎฐோ? เฎจாเฎฎ் เฎฏாเฎฐோ? เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฑ เฎ•เฎฃ்เฎฃோเฎŸ்เฎŸ்เฎค்เฎคோเฎŸு.


เฎ‡เฎจ்เฎค เฎŸிเฎฐைเฎตเฎฐ் เฎฎிเฎ•เฎตுเฎฎ் เฎตிเฎค்เฎคிเฎฏாเฎšเฎฎாเฎ• เฎ•เฎฃ்เฎฃிเฎฏเฎฎாเฎ• เฎจเฎŸ்เฎชோเฎŸு เฎ‡เฎฐுเฎจ்เฎคாเฎฐ்.

เฎชเฎŸ்เฎŸเฎคாเฎฐிเฎฏுเฎฎ் เฎ•ூเฎŸ.


เฎ…เฎตเฎฐிเฎŸเฎฎ் เฎŽเฎช்เฎชோเฎคுเฎฎே เฎจீเฎ™்เฎ•เฎณ் เฎ‡เฎช்เฎชเฎŸிเฎค்เฎคாเฎฉா? เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฑு เฎจเฎฃ்เฎชเฎฐ் เฎ•ேเฎŸ்เฎŸிเฎฐுเฎ•்เฎ•ிเฎฑாเฎฐ்.


เฎ‡เฎฒ்เฎฒை เฎšாเฎฐ். เฎจாเฎฉுเฎฎ் เฎฎเฎฑ்เฎฑ เฎŸிเฎฐைเฎตเฎฐ்เฎธ் 

เฎชோเฎฒ்เฎคாเฎฉ் เฎ‡เฎฐுเฎจ்เฎคேเฎฉ். เฎšเฎค்เฎคเฎฎ் เฎชோเฎŸ்เฎŸு เฎ•ொเฎฃ்เฎŸு.เฎ•ுเฎฑை เฎ•ூเฎฑி เฎ•ொเฎฃ்เฎŸு "เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฑாเฎฐ்.


เฎŽเฎช்เฎชเฎŸி เฎ‰เฎ™்เฎ•เฎณை เฎจீเฎ™்เฎ•เฎณே เฎฎாเฎฑ்เฎฑி เฎ•ொเฎฃ்เฎŸீเฎฐ்เฎ•เฎณ்? เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฑு เฎจเฎฃ்เฎชเฎฐ் เฎ•ேเฎŸ்เฎŸிเฎฐுเฎ•்เฎ•ிเฎฑாเฎฐ்.


เฎ’เฎฐு Client seminar เฎ’เฎฉ்เฎฑிเฎฑ்เฎ•ு เฎšெเฎฉ்เฎฑாเฎฐ் . เฎšுเฎฎ்เฎฎா เฎŸாเฎ•்เฎธிเฎฏிเฎฒ் เฎ…เฎฎเฎฐ்เฎจ்เฎคிเฎฐுเฎช்เฎชเฎคเฎฑ்เฎ•ு เฎ•ேเฎŸ்เฎ•เฎฒாเฎฎே, เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฑு เฎ‰เฎณ்เฎณே เฎจுเฎดைเฎจ்เฎคேเฎฉ். เฎ…เฎจ்เฎค seminar เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฉை เฎฎாเฎฑ்เฎฑி เฎตிเฎŸ்เฎŸเฎคு" เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฑாเฎฐ்.


เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฉ Seminar?


เฎ‰เฎ™்เฎ•เฎณை เฎจீเฎ™்เฎ•เฎณே เฎ‰เฎฏเฎฐ்เฎค்เฎคிเฎ•் 

เฎ•ொเฎณ்เฎตเฎคு เฎŽเฎช்เฎชเฎŸி ?


เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฉ เฎšொเฎฉ்เฎฉாเฎฐ்เฎ•เฎณ்?


เฎชเฎฒ เฎ…เฎฑிเฎตுเฎฐைเฎ•เฎณ். เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฉை เฎฎிเฎ•เฎตுเฎฎ்

เฎ•เฎตเฎฐ்เฎจ்เฎคเฎคு เฎ‡เฎคுเฎคாเฎฉ்.


เฎ•ாเฎฒைเฎฏிเฎฒ் เฎŽเฎดுเฎจ்เฎคிเฎฐுเฎ•்เฎ•ுเฎฎ் เฎชோเฎคே

เฎ‡เฎจ்เฎค เฎจாเฎณ் เฎšเฎฐிเฎฏாเฎ• เฎ‡เฎฐுเฎ•்เฎ•ாเฎคு เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฑு เฎŽเฎคிเฎฐ்เฎฎเฎฑை เฎšிเฎจ்เฎคเฎฉைเฎฏோเฎŸு เฎŽเฎดுเฎจ்เฎคாเฎฒ் เฎ…เฎจ்เฎค เฎจாเฎณ் เฎ•เฎฃ்เฎŸிเฎช்เฎชாเฎ• เฎจเฎฉ்เฎฑாเฎ• เฎ‡เฎฐுเฎ•்เฎ•ாเฎคு."


เฎ‡เฎคைเฎฏே เฎ†เฎ™்เฎ•ிเฎฒเฎค்เฎคிเฎฒ் เฎšொเฎฉ்เฎฉாเฎฐ்เฎ•เฎณ்.

เฎ…เฎช்เฎชோเฎคுเฎคாเฎฉ் เฎ…เฎคเฎฉ் เฎ†เฎดเฎฎ் เฎชுเฎฐிเฎจ்เฎคเฎคு.


*If you get up in the morning 

expecting a bad day,you will.


Don't be a Duck

Be an Eagle*


*The ducks only make noise and complaints.

The eagles soar above the group*.


เฎ…เฎจ்เฎค เฎ…เฎฑிเฎตுเฎฐை เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฉை

เฎฎிเฎ•เฎตுเฎฎ் เฎ•เฎตเฎฐ்เฎจ்เฎคเฎคு.


เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฉை เฎจாเฎฉே เฎšுเฎฏ เฎชเฎฐிเฎšோเฎคเฎฉை

เฎšெเฎฏ்เฎคு เฎ•ொเฎฃ்เฎŸேเฎฉ்.


เฎจாเฎฉ் Duck เฎชோเฎฒ เฎ‡เฎฐுเฎช்เฎชเฎคை เฎ‰เฎฃเฎฐ்เฎจ்เฎคேเฎฉ். เฎเฎฉ் Eagle เฎชோเฎฒ เฎ‡เฎฐுเฎ•்เฎ• เฎ•ூเฎŸாเฎคு เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฑு เฎŽเฎฃ்เฎฃிเฎฉேเฎฉ். เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฉை เฎจாเฎฉே เฎฎாเฎฑ்เฎฑி เฎ•ொเฎฃ்เฎŸேเฎฉ் เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฑாเฎฐ்.


เฎŽเฎฒ்เฎฒா Customer เฎ‡เฎŸเฎฎுเฎฎ் เฎ…เฎฉ்เฎชோเฎŸு เฎชเฎฃிเฎตாเฎ• เฎจเฎŸเฎจ்เฎคு เฎ•ொเฎณ்เฎณ เฎ†เฎฐเฎฎ்เฎชிเฎค்เฎคேเฎฉ்.


เฎฎเฎฉ เฎ…เฎฎைเฎคி เฎฎเฎŸ்เฎŸுเฎฎเฎฒ்เฎฒ. เฎŽเฎฉ் เฎตเฎฐுเฎฎாเฎฉเฎฎுเฎฎ் เฎชெเฎฐுเฎ•ிเฎฏเฎคு. Always my taxi busy.เฎ’เฎฐு เฎฎுเฎฑை เฎชเฎฏเฎฃเฎฎ் เฎšெเฎฏ்เฎคเฎตเฎฐ்เฎ•เฎณ், เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฉைเฎฏே เฎ…เฎดைเฎ•்เฎ• เฎ†เฎฐเฎฎ்เฎชிเฎค்เฎคாเฎฐ்เฎ•เฎณ்" เฎŽเฎฉ்เฎฑாเฎฐ்.


เฎจเฎฃ்เฎชเฎฐ் เฎšொเฎฉ்เฎฉเฎชோเฎคு เฎŽเฎฉเฎ•்เฎ•ே

เฎ…เฎตเฎฐை เฎชாเฎฐ்เฎ•்เฎ• เฎตேเฎฃ்เฎŸுเฎฎ் เฎชோเฎฒ்

เฎ‡เฎฐுเฎจ்เฎคเฎคு.


เฎ…เฎตเฎฐ் เฎšொเฎฉ்เฎฉเฎคு เฎ‰เฎฃ்เฎฎைเฎคாเฎฉ். 


เฎŽเฎจ்เฎค เฎตேเฎฒைเฎฏாเฎ• เฎ‡เฎฐுเฎจ்เฎคாเฎฒுเฎฎ்,

เฎจாเฎฎ் เฎจเฎŸเฎจ்เฎคு เฎ•ொเฎณ்เฎณுเฎฎ் เฎจเฎŸเฎค்เฎคைเฎฏுเฎฎ்,เฎ…เฎฐ்เฎช்เฎชเฎฃிเฎช்เฎชு เฎ‰เฎฃเฎฐ்เฎตுเฎฎே,

(behaviour and involvement) เฎจเฎฎ்เฎฎை เฎ‰เฎฏเฎฐ்เฎค்เฎคுเฎฎ். 


เฎ‰เฎฏเฎฐ เฎ‰เฎฏเฎฐ เฎตாเฎด்เฎตிเฎฒ்

Eagle เฎชோเฎฒ เฎชเฎฑเฎ•்เฎ• เฎตைเฎ•்เฎ•ுเฎฎ்.


เฎ‡เฎช்เฎชொเฎดுเฎคு เฎจเฎฎ் เฎฎுเฎฉ்เฎฉாเฎฒ் 

เฎ‡เฎฐுเฎ•்เฎ•ுเฎฎ் เฎ’เฎฐே เฎ•ேเฎณ்เฎตி :


เฎจாเฎฎ் เฎŽเฎช்เฎชเฎŸி เฎตாเฎด เฎตேเฎฃ்เฎŸுเฎฎ்?

Duck or Eagle ?


เฎฎுเฎŸிเฎตு เฎŽเฎŸுเฎ•்เฎ• เฎตேเฎฃ்เฎŸிเฎฏเฎคு เฎจாเฎฎே.


เฎจเฎฒ்เฎฒ เฎจเฎฃ்เฎชเฎฉாเฎ•, เฎจเฎฒ்เฎฒ เฎšเฎ•ோเฎคเฎฐเฎฉாเฎ•, 

เฎจเฎฒ்เฎฒ เฎ…เฎช்เฎชாเฎตாเฎ•, เฎจเฎฒ்เฎฒ เฎ•เฎฃเฎตเฎฉாเฎ•, 

เฎจเฎฒ்เฎฒ เฎ…เฎฎ்เฎฎாเฎตாเฎ•, เฎจเฎฒ்เฎฒ เฎฎเฎฉைเฎตிเฎฏாเฎ•, เฎ•ுเฎฑிเฎช்เฎชாเฎ• เฎจเฎฒ்เฎฒ เฎ•ுเฎŸிเฎฎเฎ•เฎฉாเฎ• เฎฎாเฎฑுเฎตเฎคு

เฎŽเฎฒ்เฎฒாเฎฎே เฎจเฎฎ் เฎ•ைเฎฏிเฎฒ்เฎคாเฎฉ்......

Sunday 11 February 2024

➿ Die Empty ⚰

 


*Die empty*


The most beautiful book to read is "Die Empty" by Todd Henry.


The author was inspired and got this idea of writing ​​this book while attending a business meeting. 


When the director asked the audience: "Where is the richest land in the world?"

One of the audience answered: "Oil-rich Gulf states." 

Another added: "Diamond mines in Africa."

Then the director said: "No it is the cemetery. Yes, it is the richest land in the world, because millions of people have departed/died and they carried many valuable ideas that did not come to light nor benefit others. It is all in the cemetery where they are buried."


Inspired by this answer, Todd Henry wrote his book, "Die empty" where he did his best to motivate people to pour out their ideas and potential energies in their communities and turn them into something useful before it is too late.


The most beautiful of what he said in his book is: "Do not go to your grave and carry inside you the best that you have.

 *Always choose to die empty.*


The TRUE meaning of this  expression, is to die empty of all the goodness that is within you. Deliver it to the world, before you leave.


If you have an idea perform it.

If you have knowledge give it out.

If you have a goal achieve it.

Love, share and distribute, do not keep it inside.


Let’s begin to give. Remove and spread every atom of goodness inside us.


Start the race.

      ๐Ÿ’☺ *Die Empty*๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’

Saturday 6 January 2024

๐Ÿ‘ฉLove๐Ÿ‘ฉ‍๐Ÿฆณ

๐Ÿ™


 After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She said, “I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you.”


The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my mother, who had been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my 3 children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.


That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.

“What’s wrong, are you well?” she asked. My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.

“I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you,” I responded. “Just the two of us.”


She thought about it for a moment, and then said, “I would like that very much.”

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an Angel’s. “I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed,” she said, as she got into the car. “They can’t wait to hear about our meeting.”


We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. “It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small,” she said. “Then it’s time that you relax and let me return the favor,” I responded.


During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation — nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other’s life. We talked so much that we missed the movie. As we arrived at her house later, she said, “I’ll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.” I agreed.


“How was your dinner date?” Asked my wife when I got home.

“Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined,” I answered.


A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn’t have a chance to do anything for her. Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place where mother and I had dined. An attached note said: “I paid this bill in advance. I wasn’t sure that I could be there; but nevertheless I paid for two plates — one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me.”

“I love you, son.”


At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: “I love you,” and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till “some other time.”

⛪Get ready for second coming ✝️

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