If you buy land or buy a house, you have only paid rent for the remaining years you have on Earth. None of them belong to you.
If you buy a car, you have only paid for your transport for the period the car will last or for the period you will last. It doesn't belong to you.
If you marry a spouse, you have only got company until circumstances or death do you part. No one owns the other.
If you have children, you have only fulfilled the demand of continuity of life until death comes. You don't own them. That's why the State still dictates how you bring them up.
If you have money, you have only amassed value to purchase what you want, for your remaining number of years on Earth. The notes belong to the Central Bank.
If you work and retire, your pension is only for life. After your life, it stops.
I was waiting in line for a ride at the airport in Dubai.
When a cab pulled up, the first thing I noticed was that the taxi was polished to a bright shine. Smartly dressed in a white shirt, black tie, and freshly pressed black slacks, the cab driver jumped out and rounded the car to open the back passenger door for me.
He handed me a laminated card and said: 'I'm Abdul, your driver. While I'm loading your bags in the trunk I'd like you to read my mission statement.'
A “mouse” was put at the top of a jar filled with grains. He was too happy to find so much food around him. Now he doesn’t need to run around searching for food and can happily lead his life.
As he enjoyed the grains, in a few days’ time, he reached the bottom of the jar.
Now he is trapped and he cannot come out of it. He has to solely depend upon someone to put grains in the same jar for him to survive.
He may even not get the grain of his choice and he cannot choose either.
I read another short story with some lovely lessons & I believe it’s #TooGoodNotToShare ..
An elderly woman had two large pots, each hung on
the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck. One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect with no cracks.
At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water.. 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 could only do half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream and said ..
This is a really nice story that I received from a friend and believe it’s #TooGoodNotToShare
This story demonstrates why the experts need to be paid more for their services and how the power of knowledge is important.
A giant ship engine once failed.
The ship’s owners tried one expert after another, but none of them could figure out how to fix the engine.
Then they brought in an old man who had been fixing ships since he was a young boy.
He carried a large bag of tools with him and he immediately went to work on arrival without asking many questions. He inspected the engine very carefully, top to bottom.
Two of the ship’s owners were there, watching this man, hoping he would know what to do.