Have you ever, at any one time, had the feeling that life is bad, real bad,and you wish you were in another situation?
You find life make things difficult for you, work sucks, life sucks, everything seems to go wrong...
Read the following story... it may change your views about life:After a conversation with one of my friends, he told me despite taking 2jobs, he brings back barely above 1K per month, he is happy as he is.
I wonder how he can be as happy as he is considering he has to skimp hislife with the low pay to support a pair of old parents, in-laws, a wife, 2daughters and the many bills of a household.
He said that right in front of his very eyes he saw an Indian mother chopoff her child's right hand with a chopper. The helplessness in the mother's eyes, the scream of pain from the innocent 4-year-old childhaunted him until today.
The desperate mother deliberately caused the child to be handicapped sothat the child could go out to the streets to beg.
Taken aback by the scene, he dropped a piece of bread he was eatinghalf-way. And almost instantly, a flock 5 or 6 children swamped towards this small piece of bread which was covered with sand, robbing bits fromone another. The natural reaction of hunger.
Stricken by the happenings, he instructed his guide to drive him to thenearest bakery. He arrived at two bakeries and bought every single loaf of bread he found in the bakeries. The owner was dumbfounded but willinglysold everything. He spent less than $100 to obtain about 400 loaves ofbread (this is less than $0..25 per loaf) and spent another $100 to get daily necessities.
Off he went in the truck full of bread into the streets. As he distributedthe bread and necessities to the children (mostly handicapped) and a fewadults, he received cheers and bows from these unfortunate. For the first time in his life he wondered how people can give up their dignity for aloaf of bread which cost less than $0.25.
He began to tell himself how fortunate he is. How fortunate he is to beable to have a complete body, have a job! , have a family, have the chance to complain what food is nice and what isn't nice, have the chance to beclothed, have the many things that these people in front of him aredeprived of...
Now I begin to think and feel it, too! Was my life really that bad?Perhaps... no, I should not feel bad at all... What about you? Maybe thenext time you think you are, think about the child who lost one hand to beg on the streets.
"Contentment is not the fulfillment of what you want, it is the realization of how much you already have."
You find life make things difficult for you, work sucks, life sucks, everything seems to go wrong...
Read the following story... it may change your views about life:After a conversation with one of my friends, he told me despite taking 2jobs, he brings back barely above 1K per month, he is happy as he is.
I wonder how he can be as happy as he is considering he has to skimp hislife with the low pay to support a pair of old parents, in-laws, a wife, 2daughters and the many bills of a household.
He said that right in front of his very eyes he saw an Indian mother chopoff her child's right hand with a chopper. The helplessness in the mother's eyes, the scream of pain from the innocent 4-year-old childhaunted him until today.
The desperate mother deliberately caused the child to be handicapped sothat the child could go out to the streets to beg.
Taken aback by the scene, he dropped a piece of bread he was eatinghalf-way. And almost instantly, a flock 5 or 6 children swamped towards this small piece of bread which was covered with sand, robbing bits fromone another. The natural reaction of hunger.
Stricken by the happenings, he instructed his guide to drive him to thenearest bakery. He arrived at two bakeries and bought every single loaf of bread he found in the bakeries. The owner was dumbfounded but willinglysold everything. He spent less than $100 to obtain about 400 loaves ofbread (this is less than $0..25 per loaf) and spent another $100 to get daily necessities.
Off he went in the truck full of bread into the streets. As he distributedthe bread and necessities to the children (mostly handicapped) and a fewadults, he received cheers and bows from these unfortunate. For the first time in his life he wondered how people can give up their dignity for aloaf of bread which cost less than $0.25.
He began to tell himself how fortunate he is. How fortunate he is to beable to have a complete body, have a job! , have a family, have the chance to complain what food is nice and what isn't nice, have the chance to beclothed, have the many things that these people in front of him aredeprived of...
Now I begin to think and feel it, too! Was my life really that bad?Perhaps... no, I should not feel bad at all... What about you? Maybe thenext time you think you are, think about the child who lost one hand to beg on the streets.
"Contentment is not the fulfillment of what you want, it is the realization of how much you already have."
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