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The Boy***** and the Filberts


A BOY put his hand into a pitcher full of filberts. ... A bystander said^^^ to him, "Be satisfied with half the quantity, and you will readily draw out your hand."


^^^Do not attempt too much at once.

***** Desi Version : Bandar MuTThi ... Monkey Puts MuTThi / Fist Into The Pitcher For Grabbing Phalli / Groundnuts OR Peanuts ... ^^^ Will The Bandar Ever Listen To The Advice OR His Wiser Brother MAN Ever Let Go Of The World's Attractions ... On His Eternal Journey Towards Spiritual Realisation!

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The Dog and the Hare


A HOUND having started a Hare on the hillside pursued her for
some distance, at one time biting her with his teeth as if he
would take her life, and at another fawning upon her, as if in
play with another dog. The Hare said to him, "I wish you would
act sincerely by me, and show yourself in your true colors. If
you are a friend, why do you bite me so hard? If an enemy, why do
you fawn on me?'


No one can be a friend if you know not whether to trust or
distrust him.

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June 06, 2004
Saturday Memes

Weekend Wonderings:

1. Would you say that you're happy with yourself the way you are? Yah, not bad. It's too bad i wasn't born very beautiful, but i'm thankful that i am not ugly and/or stupid, either.

2. If you could change one thing about yourself (bodily or personality-wise) what would it be and why? I always say this to myself and other people...if there's one thing i want changed about myself, it would have to be my skin. I don't know what it is, but my skin is so freaking sensitive...must be in my blood.

3. Are you the kind of person who always puts others first, or do you concentrate on making yourself happy? It depends on the situation, but mostly i'll take care of myself first, cuz if i can't take care of my own self, how am i supposed to take care of other people? ...


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The Boy and the Nettles


A BOY was stung by a Nettle. He ran home and told his Mother,
saying, "Although it hurts me very much, I only touched it
gently." "That was just why it stung you," said his Mother. "The
next time you touch a Nettle, grasp it boldly, and it will be
soft as silk to your hand, and not in the least hurt you."


Whatever you do, do with all your might.

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The Dogs and the Fox


SOME DOGS, finding the skin of a lion, began to tear it in pieces
with their teeth. A Fox, seeing them, said, "If this lion were
alive, you would soon find out that his claws were stronger than
your teeth."


It is easy to kick a man that is down.

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Happiness is the New Economics : Gross National Happiness

THE normally dry science of economics has found a new means of expressing a nation’s wellbeing. Instead of studying the gross domestic product, a team of researchers has decided that happiness is the best indicator of a country’s relative success.

They have devised a test to calculate a population’s satisfaction with their everyday lives or lack of it. The sum of those individual accounts has produced a new measurement: the Gross National Happiness.

It opens up the possibility that one day international comparisons of nations will not be based on the goods and services they produce. They will be judged on the cheerful disposition of their inhabitants.

Led by Professor Daniel Kahneman, a Princeton University psychologist who won the Nobel prize for economics in 2002, the team worked on the premise that money and good health were not necessarily the cornerstones of an enjoyable life.

“Measures of wealth or health do not tell the whole story of how society as a whole or a particular population is doing,” Kahneman said last week.

Gross National Happiness is worked out using a new technique called the Day Reconstruction Method in which people are asked to recollect memories of the previous working day by writing a short diary.

They are told to think of their day as a series of episodes in a film and are asked a series of questions about how they felt during each event or activity.

They then give a mark on their enjoyment of each episode on a scale of one to six. The totals are divided by the number of hours taken by each activity to produce a simple score for the day.

The work, undertaken by both economists and psychologists in three US universities, is in its initial stages but a pilot scheme has already been tested on 909 American working women. ...

- Sarah-Kate Templeton, December 05, 2004

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An old man and his dog were walking along a country road, enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to the man that he had died. He remembered dying, and realized, too, that the dog had been dead for many years. He wondered where the road would lead them, and continued onward.


After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall, white arch that gleamed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He was pleased that he had finally arrived at heaven, and the man and his dog walked toward the gate. As he got closer, he saw someone sitting at a beautifully carved desk off to one side.


When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, but is this heaven?"





"Yes, it is, sir," the man answered.


"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.


"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The gatekeeper gestured to his rear, and the huge gate began to open.


"I assume my friend can come in..." the man said, gesturing toward his dog.

But the reply was, "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."


The man thought about it, then thanked the gatekeeper, turned back toward the road, and continued in the direction he had been going. After another long walk, he reached the top of another long hill, and he came to a dirt road which led through a farm gate. There was no fence, and it looked as if the gate had never been closed, as grass had grown up around it. As he approached the gate, he saw a man just inside, sitting in the shade of a tree in a rickety old chair, reading a book. "Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water?"



"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there," the man said, pointing to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in and make yourself at home."





"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog.


"He's welcome too, and there's a bowl by the pump," he said. They walked through the gate and, sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a dipper hanging on it and a bowl next to it on the ground. The man filled the bowl for his dog, and then took a long drink himself.




When both were satisfied, he and the dog walked back toward the man, who was sitting under the tree waiting for them, and asked, "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.


"This is heaven," was the answer.


"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "It certainly doesn't look like heaven, and there's another man down the road who said that place was heaven."


"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates?"


"Yes, it was beautiful."


"Nope. That's hell."


"Doesn't it offend you for them to use the name of heaven like that?"


"No. I can see how you might think so, but it actually saves us a lot of time. They screen out the people who are willing to leave their best friends behind."

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Is faith a Risk?

Of course. But failing to step out in faith is to risk missing real life.

To laugh is to risk appearing the fool.

To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.

To reach out for another is to risk involvement.

To place our ideas, our dreams, before a crowd is to risk their loss.

To love is to risk not being loved in return.

To live is to risk dying.

To hope is to risk despair.

To try is to risk failure.

Risks must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing. The person who risks nothing does nothing, has nothing, is nothing. He may avoid suffering and sorrow, but he simply cannot learn, feel, change, grow, love . . . live. Chained by his certitudes, he is a slave; he has forfeited freedom.

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These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion;

tall men and short character;

steep profits, and shallow relationships.



These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare;

more leisure and less fun;

more kinds of food, but less nutrition.



These are days of two incomes, but more divorce;

of fancier houses, but broken homes.



These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers,

throwaway morality,

overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill.



It is a time when there is much in the show window,

and nothing in the stockroom.

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The Dancing Monkeys


A PRINCE had some Monkeys trained to dance. Being naturally
great mimics of men's actions, they showed themselves most apt
pupils, and when arrayed in their rich clothes and masks, they
danced as well as any of the courtiers. The spectacle was often
repeated with great applause, till on one occasion a courtier,
bent on mischief, took from his pocket a handful of nuts and
threw them upon the stage. The Monkeys at the sight of the nuts
forgot their dancing and became (as indeed they were) Monkeys
instead of actors. Pulling off their masks and tearing their
robes, they fought with one another for the nuts. The dancing
spectacle thus came to an end amidst the laughter and ridicule of
the audience.


-"Not everything you see is what it appears to be."-