Motivate Yourself

A boat docked in a tiny Mexican village. An American tourist complimented the Mexican fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took him to catch them. “Not very long , ” answered the Mexican. “But then , why didn’t you stay out longer and catch more?” asked the American. The Mexican explained that his small catch was sufficient to meet his needs and those of his family. The American asked , “But what do you do with the rest of your time?” “I sleep late , fish a little , play with my children , and take a siesta with my wife. In the evenings , I go into the village to see my friends , play the guitar , and sing a few songs… I have a full life.” The American interrupted , “I have an MBA from Harvard , and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue , you can buy a bigger boat.” “And after that?” asked the Mexican. “With the extra money the larger boat will bring , you can buy a second

The Leave Applications; ) · Infosys, Bangalore : An employee applied for leave as follows: 'Since I have to go to my village to sell my land along with my wife, please sanction me one-week leave.' · This is from Oracle Bangalore: >From an employee who was performing the 'mundan' ceremony of his 10 year old son: 'as I want to shave my son's head, please leave me for two days..' · Another gem from CDAC. Leave-letter from an employee who was performing his daughter's wedding: 'as I am marrying my daughter, please grant a week's leave..' · From H.A.L. Administration Dept: 'As my mother-in-law has expired and I am only one responsible for it, please grant me 10 days leave.' (Dial 100, Guys! J ) · Another employee applied for half day leave as follows: 'Since I've to go to the cremation ground at 10 o-clock and I may not return, please grant me half day casual leave' · An incident of a

The doctor entered the hospital in hurry after being called in for an urgent surgery. He answered the call as soon as possible, changed his clothes & went directly to the surgery block... He found the boy's father pacing in the hall waiting for the doctor. ... ... On seeing him, the dad yelled: "Why did YOU take all this time to come? Don't YOU know that my son's life is in danger? Don't YOU have any sense of responsibility?" The doctor smiled & said: "I am sorry, I wasn't in the hospital & I came as fast as I could after receiving the call...... And now, I wish you'd calm down so that I can do my work" "Calm down?! What if your son was in this room right now, would YOU calm down? If your own son dies now what will YOU do??" said the father angrily The doctor smiled again & replied:"I will say what Job said in the Holy Book "From dust we came & to dust we return, blessed be the name of G

Ajahn Brahm went on to give us a "King and His Doctor" story to explain that sometimes, bad things that happened in our lives can be a blessing in disguise. In old India, there lived a King who loves hunting. One day, he went hunting with his great Doctor. While hunting, the King was pricked by a strange plant on his middle finger. The finger became swollen and painful. The doctor applied a special ointment to the wound and bandage the King's finger. The King then asked, "Will my finger be alright?" The Doctor answered, "Good ? Bad ? Who knows ?" A few days passed and the King's finger became worse. He summoned the doctor and asked, "Will my finger be alright?" The Doctor answered, "Good ? Bad ? Who knows ?" A few days later, the King's finger was badly infected and has to be amputated from his hand. The King was furious and ordered the doctor to be jailed and hang in a month's time. Meanwhile, after a w

 There's the story of Mullah Nasruddin, who was asked why he never married and answered, "I was looking for the perfect wife. I went to Damascus and met a wonderful woman but she had no spiritual side. Then I went to Cairo and met a woman who was deeply spiritual, but we didn't communicate well. I went from place to place looking for the perfect woman, then finally I found her and she was beautiful and spiritual and we communicated well. She was perfect." Then his friend asked why he didn’t marry her, and Mullah Nasruddin replied, "Unfortunately, she was looking for the perfect man!". The perfection we seek is not the perfection of a person but the perfection of love. In that way, when we join in a relationship, the commitment to love allows us to serve something greater than ourselves or the other person, to serve a mystical third, which is the spirit of the relationship. 

There is an old Sufi story about a philosopher who made an appointment to debate with Nasrudin, a Sufi wisdom teacher. When the day came, the philosopher dropped by Nasrudin’s house as planned. When the philosopher arrived for his appointment he found Nasrudin away from his home. Infuriated, the philosopher picked up a piece of chalk and wrote "Stupid Oaf" on Nasrudin’s gate. When Nasrudin got home and saw this he rushed right over to the philosopher’s house. "I had forgotten," Nasrudin told the philosopher when he got there, "that you were to call. And I'm sorry I missed our appointment. But, I remembered our appointment the minute I saw that you had written your name on my gate."

Little Harold was hopping on one foot then the other. "I gotta piss! I gotta piss!", he cried to his mother in front of her friends. Mother took him to the toilet and explained to him that next time he wanted to go to the toilet, he should not use those words. She said he should come in and talk quietly - "That's a whisper" she said. Two hours later, Harold came rushing in again."I wanna whisper! I wanna whisper!", he said. His mother knew what he wanted and took him to the toilet, after which he was rewarded with a candy bar. That night the urge came on again. Harold jumped out of bed and ran to his father. "What is it, son?", his father asked. "I wanna whisper, Daddy. I wanna whisper." "O.K. son, come here and whisper in my ear."

A little boy wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where God lived, so he packed his suitcase with a bag of potato chips and a six-pack of root beer and started his journey. When he had gone about three blocks, he met an old woman. She was sitting in the park, just staring at some pigeons. The boy sat down next to her and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from his root beer when he noticed that the old lady looked hungry, so he offered her some chips. She gratefully accepted it and smiled at him. Her smile was so pretty that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered her a root beer. Again, she smiled at him. The boy was delighted! They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but they never said a word. As twilight approached, the boy realized how tired he was and he got up to leave; but before he had gone more than a few steps, he turned around, ran back to the old woman, and gave her a hug. She gave him her biggest smile ever. When the boy o

Some interesting and revealing incidents from the life of Albert Einstein who was recently honored by Time magazine as the Man of the Century. One day during a speaking tour, Albert Einstein's driver, who often sat at the back of the hall during his lectures, remarked that he could probably give the lecture himself, having heard it so many times. Sure enough, at the next stop on the tour, Einstein and the driver switched places, with Einstein sitting at the back in his driver's uniform.  Having delivered a flawless lecture, the driver was asked a difficult question by a member of the audience. "Well, the answer to that question is quite simple," he casually replied. "I bet my driver, sitting up at the back there, could answer it!"  Albert Einstein's wife often suggested that he dress more professionally when he headed off to work. "Why should I?" he would invariably argue. "Everyone knows me there." When the time came for