The Last Delivery

Once upon a time, there was a rich couple who were throwing a big New Year’s Day party at their house. So they went shopping at the market where everything was of the highest quality and cost. They wanted to show off their wealth, so they didn’t mind paying for it. After purchasing everything, they called a porter to deliver the food to their home. The porter who came was very old and not very healthy looking.

They asked the porter how much to deliver the food to their home. The old porter quoted just $20, which was very cheap still the couple argued and bargained with the porter and finally settled for $15. The porter struggled to have enough money for one meal so he had to take what he could.

The couple was very happy. They had bargained with the poor porter, paid him $15 in advance, and left. They reached their home, and an hour and two hours passed, but the porter still hadn’t delivered their stuff.

The wife started to get angry at her husband, “I always tell you not to trust such a person, who is not even able to earn enough to feed himself once a day, yet you handed him everything we purchased for our big party. I am sure he must have disappeared with everything. We must immediately return to the market and then to the police station to file the complaint against him”.

On their way near the market, they saw another porter. They stopped him to inquire about the old porter and noticed that he was carrying their stuff in his cart! The angry wife asked him, “Where is that old thief? This is our stuff and he was supposed to deliver it. It seems you poor thieves are stealing our stuff and going to sell it”.

The porter replied, “Madam, please calm down. That poor old man was sick since last month. He wasn’t able to earn enough to even have a single meal. He was on the way to deliver your stuff, but he was so hungry and sick, he couldn’t gather the strength to go any further in this afternoon heat. He fell down and while handing me $15, his last words were, “I had taken an advance for this delivery, you take this and please deliver to this address”.

“Madam, He was hungry, he was poor, but he was an honest man. I was just on the way to complete the old man’s last delivery at your home”, the porter said. Upon hearing this, the husband had tears in his eyes, but the wife felt so ashamed, she didn’t have thecourage to look into her husband’s eyes.

Moral: Honesty has no class. Respect everyone regardless of their financial and social status.

The Elephant Rope

As a man was passing by some elephants, he suddenly stopped, confused by the fact that these huge creatures were being held by only a small rope tied to their front leg. No chains, no cages. It was obvious that the elephants could, at anytime, break away from their bonds but for some reason, they did not.

He saw a trainer nearby and asked why these animals just stood there and made no attempt to get away. “Well,” trainer said, “when they are very young and much smaller we use the same size rope to tie them and, at that age, it’s enough to hold them. As they grow up, they are conditioned to believe they cannot break away. They believe the rope can still hold them, so they never try to break free.”

The man was amazed. These animals could at any time break free from their bonds but because they believed they couldn’t, they were stuck right where they were.

Moral: Like the elephants, how many of us go through life hanging onto a belief that we cannot do something, simply because we failed at it once before? Failure is part of learning; we should never give up the struggle in life and the things we want to achieve.

The Dog and His Dinner

A dog was feeling very happy. He had found a large piece of meat and was taking it away somewhere so that he could eat it. He came to a stream and began to cross over a narrow bridge that led from one bank to another.

Suddenly he stopped and looked down. On the surface of the water, he saw his own reflection shining up at him. The dog didn‘t understand he was looking at himself; he thought he was looking at another dog which also had a piece of meat in his mouth.
 “Oh! That piece of meat looks bigger than mine! “ he thought.

“I‘ll grab it and then I‘ll run!“

At that moment, he dropped his own piece of meat in order to snatch the piece from the other dog. Of course, his piece of meat fell into the water and sank to the bottom, leaving the dog with nothing.

Moral: Be content with what you have. When you think that you want a piece of what others own, you could end up losing what is yours and left with nothing.

The Race of Life

While I was riding the bike, I noticed a man about half a mile ahead of me. I noticed that the man was traveling slower than me. So, I decided to overtake him. I had about a mile to go on the road before turning o; for my destination. So I started cycling faster and faster. I was gaining on him just a little bit. Within a few minutes, I was about half a mile behind him, so I gathered all my strength and tried with all my energy to overtake him. Finally, I caught up with him and passed him by. Within, I felt like a winner, even though the man had no clue that we were in a race.

After I passed him, I realized that I had been so focused on competing against him that I had missed my turn. I had gone nearly six blocks past it and had to turn around and go all the way back.

Isn’t that what happens in life? We spend most of our time in competition with neighbors, friends, family, strangers, pretty much anybody, trying to outperform them, or trying to be in front of them. We use most of our time and energy in competition. And instead of reaching our destination, we miss our turn, onto the path to our destiny.

MORAL: Unhealthy competition is a continuous process, a never-ending cycle, A race of life. No matter what you do, someone will always be ahead of you, someone with a better job, a nicer car, a big house, more money, smarter children, etc. Feel grateful for what life has offered you. Stay focused on your path and live a healthy life. There’s no competition in DESTINY. Run your own RACE of life and wish others WELL!

The Dew Drop

As the sun rose, a dewdrop became aware of its surroundings. There it sat on a leaf, catching the sunlight and throwing it back out. Proud of its simple beauty, it was very content. Around it were other dew drops, some on the same leaf and some on others. The dewdrop was sure that it was the best, the most special dewdrop of them all.  Ah, it was good to be a dewdrop.

The wind rose and the plant began to shake, tipping the leaf. Terror gripped the dewdrop as gravity pulled it towards the edge of the leaf, towards the unknown. Why? Why was this happening? Things were comfortable. Things were safe. Why did they have to change? Why? Why?

The dewdrop reached the edge of the leaf. It was terrified, certain that it would be smashed into a thousand pieces below, sure that this was the end. The day had only just begun and the end had come so quickly. It seemed so unfair. It seemed so meaningless. It tried desperately to do whatever it could to cling to the leaf, but it was no use.

Finally, it let go, surrendering to the pull of gravity. Down, down it fell. Below there seemed to be a mirror. A reflection of itself seemed to be coming up to meet the dewdrop. Closer and closer they came together until finally...the fear transformed into deep joy as the tiny dewdrop merged with the vastness that was the pond. Now the dewdrop was no more, but it was not destroyed.  It had become one with the whole.

Half Truths

There was a sailor who worked on the same boat for three years. One night he got drunk. This was the first time it ever happened. The captain recorded it in the log, "The sailor was drunk tonight." The sailor read it, and he knew this comment would affect his career, so he went to the captain, apologized and asked the captain to add that it only happened once in three years which was the complete truth. The captain refused and said, "What I have written in the log is the truth." The next day it was the sailor's turn to fill in the log. He wrote, "The captain was sober tonight." The captain read the comment and asked the sailor to change or add to it, explaining the complete truth because this implied that the captain was drunk every other night. The sailor told the captain that what he had written in the log was the truth.

Moral: Both statements were true but they conveyed misleading messages.

The Gift of Insults

There once lived a great warrior. Though quite old, he was still able to defeat any challenger. His reputation extended far and wide throughout the land, and many students gathered to study under him. One day, an infamous young warrior arrived in the village. He was determined to be the first man to defeat the great master. Along with his strength, he possessed an uncanny ability to spot and exploit any weakness in his opponents. He would wait for his opponent to make the first move, thus revealing a weakness, and then would strike with merciless force and lightning speed. No one had ever lasted with him in a match beyond the first move.

Much against the advice of his concerned students, the old master gladly accepted the young warrior's challenge. As the two squared off for battle, the young warrior began to hurl insults at the old master. He threw dirt and spit in his face. For hours, he verbally assaulted him with every curse and insult known to mankind. But the old warrior merely stood there, motionless and calm. Finally, the young warrior exhausted himself. Knowing he had been defeated, he left feeling ashamed.

Somewhat disappointed that he did not fight the insolent youth, the students gathered around the old master and questioned him. "How could you endure such an indignity? How did you drive him away?" "If someone comes to give you a gift, and you do not receive it," the master replied, "to whom does the gift belong?"

Moral: It’s like the old child's saying, 'I'm made of rubber, you're made of glue, everything you say bounces off me and sticks to you.'

One Hundred Camels

In a town in India, there lived a man who was not happy with his life. One day, he heard a saint was coming to his town, and he decided to go see the saint to discuss his problem.

He said, Baba, I am very unhappy with my life. I am surrounded by problems all the time. Health problems, work problems, problems at home… Please tell me a way to end all these problems and live a peaceful, happy life. The saint smiled and said, “Son, I will give you a solution tomorrow morning. But first, can you do me a favor?” The man agreed. The saint said,” There are one hundred camels in our convoy. I want you to take care of them. When all 100 camels sit down and rest, then you can go to sleep too. The saint then went to his tent and the man began looking after the camels. The next morning the saint went to the man and asked, “Son, did you have a good sleep last night?” The man became sad and replied, “Baba, I couldn’t sleep for a moment. I tried very hard but could not get all the camels to sit down together at the same time. Some sat down themselves, but others wouldn’t sit, and if one sat, the other one got up. The saint smiled and said, “So this is what happened? There were many camels that sat themselves down. Others sat because of your efforts. Others didn’t sit, even after trying to make them sit. Some, when they were ready, in time, sat themselves down. The man replied YES YES, that’s it! AHHH. So how do I solve this problem?

So this is what happened to you last night? There were many camels. Some sat by themselves, some, no matter how hard you tried, would not sit down, and you saw that after you left, some of them sat down on their own. Understand this. The problems we have are similar. Some resolve on their own and some get solved by your effort. Some do not get solved no matter how hard you try. Leave these problems to resolve in their own time. There will always be problems. But this does not mean that you keep thinking about them all day. If that happens, then the caretaker of the camel never sleeps. Put your problems aside and enjoy life

The Cracked Pot

A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole that he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.

For a full two years, this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.

After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, the cracked pot spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house."

The water bearer said to the cracked pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you've watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."

The Reflection of Your Actions

A son and his father were walking in the mountains.  Suddenly, his son falls, hurts himself, and screams: “AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"  To his surprise, he hears the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain,” AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Curious, he yells: "Who are you?”  He receives the answer: "Who are you?”  Angered at the response, he screams: “Coward!"  He receives the answer: “Coward!"  He looks to his father and asks, "What's going on?"

The father smiles and says, "My son, pay attention.”  And then he screams to the mountain: "I admire you!”  The voice answers: "I admire you!”  Again, the man screams: "You are a champion!”  The voice answers: "You are a champion!”  The boy is surprised, but does not understand.  Then the father explains: 

"People call this ECHO, but really this is LIFE.  It gives you back everything you say or do.  Our life is simply a reflection of our actions.  If you want more love in the world, create more love in your heart.  If you want more competence in your team, improve your competence.  This relationship applies to everything, in all aspects of life; Life will give you back everything you have given to it."

Moral: Your Life is not a coincidence.  It’s a reflection of you.  What we give to others, life gives us the same in return.

The Wise Old Man

An old cobbler sought out the village sage and asked him to please find a way to wean his son away from his bad habits. The wise man agreed and took the youth for a stroll through a garden. Stopping suddenly, he asked the boy to pull out a tiny plant growing there.

The youth held the plant between his thumb and forefinger and pulled it out. The wise man then asked him to pull out a slightly bigger plant. The youth pulled hard and the plant came out, roots and all. “Now pull out that one,” said the wise man pointing to a bush. The boy had to use all his strength to pull it out.

“Now take this one out,” he said, indicating a guava tree. The youth grasped the trunk and tried to pull it out. But it would not budge. “It’s impossible,” said the boy, panting with the effort.

“And so it is with bad habits,” said the sage. “When they are young it is easy to pull them out but when they take hold they cannot be uprooted.” That walk through the garden changed the boy’s life.

Moral: Don’t wait for bad habits to grow within you. Release them while you have control over them or else they will get control over you.

The Trouble Tree

The Trouble Tree

A carpenter I hired to help me restore an old farmhouse has just finished a rough day on the job. A flat tire made him lose an hour of work, his electric saw quit and now his ancient truck refused to start. While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence. On arriving, he invited me in to meet his family. 

As we walked toward the front door, he paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips of the branches with both hands.  When opening the door, he underwent an amazing transformation. His tanned face was wreathed in smiles, and he hugged his two small children and gave his wife a kiss. Afterward, he walked me to the car. We passed the tree, and my curiosity got the better of me, so I asked him about what I had seen him do earlier. 

'Oh, that's my trouble tree,' he replied. 'I know I can't help having troubles on the job, but one thing for sure, troubles don't belong at home with my wife and the children. So I just hang them up on the tree every night when I come home. Then in the morning I pick them up again.' 

'Funny thing is,' he smiled, 'when I come out in the morning to pick them up, there aren't nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before.’

MORAL: We should all create our own symbolic ‘Trouble Tree’ so we can leave our problems outside the door instead of carrying them inside. All we have to do is get into the habit. Whether you take a minute to practice some deep breathing, handle a stone, or reach out to a tree, there’s something we can do to keep from carrying our troubles inside our comfort zone.

Wooden Bowls

A frail old man lived with his son, his daughter-in-law, and his four-year-old grandson. His eyes were blurry, his hands trembled, and his step faltered. The family would eat together nightly at the dinner table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating rather difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon and dropped to the floor. When he grasped his glass of milk, it often spilled clumsily onto the tablecloth.

With this happening almost every night, the son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. "We must do something about grandfather," said the son. "I've had enough of his milk spilling, noisy eating, and food on the floor," the daughter-in-law agreed. So the couple set a small table in the corner.

There, grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed their dinner at the dinner table. Since grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in wooden bowls. Sometimes when the family glanced in grandfather's direction, he had a tear in his eye as he ate alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence.

One evening, before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked him: "What are you making?" The boy replied, "Oh, I'm making bowls for you and mama to eat your food from when I grow up." The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.

The parents were speechless. Then tears streamed down their cheeks. Though no words were spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening, the husband took his grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table.

For the remainder of his days, grandfather ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk was spilled, or the tablecloth was soiled.

Rainy Day, Sunny Day

There was once an elderly lady who cried all the time. Her oldest daughter was married to an umbrella merchant, while the younger daughter was married to a noodle vendor. On sunny days, she worried, "Oh no! The weather is so nice and sunny. No one is going to buy any umbrellas. What will happen if the shop has to be closed?" These worries made her sad. She just could not help but cry. When it rained, she would cry for her younger daughter. She thought, "Oh no! My younger daughter is married to a noodle vendor. You cannot dry noodles without the sun. Now there will be no noodles to sell. What should we do?" As a result, the old lady lived in sorrow every day. Whether sunny or rainy, she grieved for one of her daughters. Her neighbors could not console her and jokingly called her "the crying lady."

One day, she met a monk. He was very curious as to why she was always crying. She explained the problem to him. The monk smiled kindly and said, "Madam! You need not worry. I will show you a way to happiness, and you will need to grieve no more.”

The crying lady was very excited. She immediately asked the monk to show her what to do. The master replied, "It is very simple. You just need to change your perspective. On sunny days, do not think of your elder daughter not being able to sell umbrellas, but of your younger daughter being able to dry her noodles. With such good, strong sunlight, she must be able to make plenty of noodles, and her business must be very good. When it rains, think about the umbrella store the elder daughter runs. With the rain, everyone must be buying umbrellas. She will sell a lot of umbrellas and her store will prosper."

The elderly lady saw the light. She followed the monk’s instructions. After a while, she did not cry anymore; instead, she was smiling every day. From that day on she was known as "the smiling lady."

Teacher’s Mistake

One day in math class, the teacher wrote on the board, the multiplication table by the number 9.  9x1=9 9x2=18, and so on. But in the last entry, she wrote 9x10-89.  After writing this, she faced the children and noticed they were all laughing. She asked them the reason why they were laughing at her. First, the students hesitated but then one of them stood up and still giggling said, “Teacher, you wrote the last line of the table wrong.  9 x 10 is not 89.  9 x 10 is 90.”  

Listening to this the teacher smiled and said, “I have written the last line incorrectly for a reason because I wanted to teach you something very important.  You can see that I have written this table correctly 9 times, but no one appreciated that. Every one of you noticed the mistake I made and laughed at me because of that. Our math lesson is a life lesson.  This is how the world is. People don’t appreciate all the things you do right and all the good you do, but as soon as you make one mistake, they may criticize you or get angry at you.  

MORAL:  No one is perfect and we all make mistakes. Always do good deeds and help others, even if no one notices.  A small good deed done by you will be a big help to a person in need.

Placing Label on Someone

Placing Label on Someone

One day, a student in school thought it would be fun to play a prank on one of his classmates.   He took a paper and wrote on it – I am Stupid.  He then took that paper and stuck it on the back of his classmate, without getting noticed. When other students saw this, he asked them not to tell him about it.

The last class of the day was mathematics. The professor wrote a very difficult problem on the board and asked who thought they could answer it. No student raised their hand, except for one —the boy who had a paper stuck to his back.

The professor called him to come to the front of the class and solve that problem before him on the blackboard. While the student was walking towards the front, all the students were making fun of him behind his back. The professor noticed the note but said nothing.

While the students were snickering, the boy solved that problem.  He was about to go back to his seat when the professor stopped him and praised him for solving such a difficult problem.  He then removed the paper that was stuck on his back.  He gave it to the boy and said, “This was stuck to your back.”  When the student saw that paper, he felt embarrassed.

Then the professor faced towards the rest of the class and said, “Let me tell you something… Throughout your life, people will put labels on you… you are stupid, you are too old, your too small…yes, they will put labels on your back with many bad things written on it to stop your from growing or succeeding or being happy.  If this student had known about paper on his back, that he would not have gotten up to solve the problem. All you have to do in life is ignore these labels people give you and use every chance you have to learn, grow and improve yourself, then you will find happiness.”

Group of Frogs

As a group of frogs were traveling through the woods, two of them fell into a deep pit. When the other frogs crowded around the pit and saw how deep it was, they told the two frogs that there was no hope left for them.

However, the two frogs decided to ignore what the others were saying and they proceeded to try and jump out of the pit. Despite their efforts, the group of frogs at the top of the pit were still saying that they should just give up. That they would never make it out.

Eventually, one of the frogs took heed to what the others were saying and he gave up, falling down to his death. The other frog continued to jump as hard as he could. Again, the crowd of frogs yelled at him to stop the pain and just die.

He jumped even harder and finally made it out. When he got out, the other frogs said, “Did you not hear us?”

The frog explained to them that he was deaf. He thought they were encouraging him the entire time.

Moral of the story: People’s words can have a big effect on others’ lives. Think about what you say before it comes out of your mouth.

Office Boy

A jobless man applied for the position of ‘office boy’ at a very big company.

The employer interviewed him, then a test: clean the floor.

“You are hired,” the employer said. “Give me your email address, and I’ll send you the application to fill out, as well as when you will start.”

The man replied, “I don’t have a computer, and I don’t have  email.”

“I’m sorry,” said the employer, “if you don’t have an email, that means you do not exist. And who doesn’t exist cannot have the job.”

The man left with no hope. He didn’t know what to do with only $10 USD in his pocket.

He then decided to go to the supermarket, bought a 10kg tomato crate, and then sold the tomatoes door to door. In less than two hours, he succeeded and doubled his capital.

He repeated the operation 3 times and returned home with $60 USD. The man realized that he could survive by this way, and started to go every day earlier and returned late. Thus, his money doubled or tripled every day. Shortly after, he bought a cart, then a truck, and eventually had his own fleet of delivery vehicles.

Five years later, the man’s company was one of the biggest food retailers. He began planning his family’s future and decided to purchase a life insurance policy.

He called an insurance broker and chose a protection plan. When the conversation was concluded, the broker asked him for his email. The man replied: “I don’t have an email.”

The broker replied curiously, “You don’t have an email, and yet have succeeded in building an empire. Do you imagine what you could have done if you had an email?”

The man paused for a while and replied: “Yeah, I could have been an office boy!”

Each Person Shines In Their Own Way

A samurai who was known for his nobility and honesty went to visit a Zen monk to ask him for his advice.  He saw that the monk was meditating.  He watched him and waited until he was finished.  He then walked up to the monk and said, “Why do I feel inferior? I have faced death so many times, and have defended those who are weak. Nevertheless, upon seeing you meditating, I felt that my life had absolutely no importance whatsoever.”

The monk said, “I have to attend to all those who have come to see me today. Wait for me here, and when I am done, I shall answer you.” 

The samurai spent the whole day sitting in the temple gardens, watching the people go in and out in search of advice. He saw how the monk received them all with the same patience and illuminating smile on his face.

At nightfall, when everyone had gone, he asked: “Now can you teach me?”

The monk walked over to him in the garden and told him to look up at the sky.  As they both looked up, they saw a full moon shining in the darkness.  The atmosphere was one of profound tranquility.

“Do you see the moon; how beautiful it is? It will cross the entire sky tonight, and tomorrow the sun will shine once again. The sunlight is much brighter and can show the details of the landscape around us: the trees, the mountains, the clouds. I have contemplated this for two years and I have never heard the moon say: why do I not shine like the sun? Is it because I am inferior?”

“Of course not.”- Answered the samurai. “The moon and the sun are different things; each has its own beauty. You cannot compare the two.”

 “So, you know the answer,” the monk said. We are two different people, each trying to make the world a better place in our own way.

Time With Someone You Love

A man came home from work late, tired, and irritated. He had a really difficult day at the office. As he walked into the house, he found his 5-year-old daughter waiting for him at the door.

‘Daddy, may I ask you a question?’

‘Yeah sure, what it is?’ replied the man.

‘Daddy, how much do you make an hour?’

‘That’s none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?’ the man said angrily.

‘I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?’

‘If you must know, I make $50 an hour.’

‘Oh,’ the little girl replied, with her head down.

‘Daddy, may I please borrow $25?’

The father was furious, ‘If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don’t work hard every day for such frivolous things.’  The little girl quietly went to her room and shut the door.  The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little girl’s questions. How dare she ask such questions only to get some money?

After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think:

Maybe there was something she really needed to buy with that $25.00 and he really didn’t ask for money very often the man went to the door of the little girl’s room and opened the door.

‘Are you asleep?’ He asked.

‘No daddy, I’m awake,’ replied the girl.

‘I’ve been thinking, maybe 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 $25 you asked for.’

The little girl sat straight up, smiling. ‘Oh, thank you daddy!’ he yelled. Then, reaching under her pillow she pulled out some crumpled-up bills.

The man saw that the girl already had money, started to get angry again.

The little girl slowly counted out her money, and then looked up at her father.

‘Why do you want more money if you already have some?’ the father grumbled.

‘Because I didn’t have enough, but now I do,’ she replied.

‘Daddy, I have $50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Then you can come home early tomorrow and have dinner with me and then after dinner, we can have some time to play together.’

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.