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The Struggle

What do butterflies have in common with the human spirit? Meet Maggie, a middle aged wife and mother who was about to find out. Maggie wasn’t rich like a millionaire or poor in a manner of being homeless. She was living an average comfortable life. It was made even better when a beautiful baby girl came her way. Her and her husband made sure their daughter had her needs met and they were still able to take a yearly vacation by the beach. Maggie was a partner in her husband’s business. They both had a different set of duties which kept everything in balance. One day a devastating blow came to her husband’s business, and over a three year period the business dropped out of site. Her husband had to totally reinvent himself and was yearning to fulfill a dream with a new vocation. She was happy for him and supported him fully, but still the money was not coming in. Maggie began to feel guilty that she wasn’t contributing with any kind of income. It had been a long time since she had

The Secret of Happiness

The old man shuffled slowly into the restaurant. With head tilted, and shoulders bent forward, he leaned on his trusty cane with each unhurried step. His tattered cloth jacket, patched trousers, worn out shoes, and warm personality made him stand out from the usual Saturday morning breakfast crowd. Unforgettable were his pale blue eyes that sparkled like diamonds, large rosy cheeks, and thin lips held in a tight, steady smile. He stopped, turned with his whole body, and winked at a little girl seated by the door. She flashed a big grin right back at him. A young waitress named Mary watched him shuffle toward a table by the window. Mary ran over to him, and said, "Here, Sir. Let me give you a hand with that chair." Without saying a word, he smiled and nodded a thank you. She pulled the chair away from the table. Steadying him with one arm, she helped him move in front of the chair, and get comfortably seated. Then she scooted the table up close to him, and leaned his

Cab Ride

Twenty years ago, I drove a cab for a living.One night I took a fare at 2:30 am , when I arrived to collect, the building was dark except for a single light in a ground floor window. Under these circumstances, many drivers would just honk once. But I had seen too many impoverished people who depended on taxis as their only means of transportation. Unless a situation smelled of danger, I always went to the door.This passenger might be someone who needs my assistance, I reasoned to myself.So I walked to the door and knocked. Just a minute,' answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 80's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie. By her side was a small nylon suitcase The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets. There were no clocks on

over smart

Sachin, driving the latest BMW, was pulled over by a Punjab policeman at a roadblock. 'Congratulations', said the cop...'Because you are wearing your seat belt you have just won Rs.50,000/- in an Arrive Alive safety competition'. Sachin could hardly believe his luck. 'What are you going to do with your cash?' asked the traffic cop. 'Well I guess I'm going to get a driver's license,' Sachin answered. 'Oh, don't listen to him,' yelled Deepesh in the passenger seat. 'He tries to be smart when he's drunk.' This woke up Naveen in the back seat who took one look at the cop and moaned, 'I TOLD you stealing the BMW  was a bad idea. A Toyota would have been better.' At that moment there was a knock from the boot and Rafeeq voice said, 'Are we over the border yet?' The cop said .... 'Okay, my brothers.  How are we sharing this Rs.50,000?'

Rights and Wrongs for a Salesman

Aman Singh was appointed sales person at a local General Dealer's store in Chandhigarh While on one of his shifts, a lady approached him and asked if they had peach jam to which he bluntly replied, "Out of stock." At this, the lady immediately turned to leave the shop in disgruntlement. It was then that the shopkeeper, who had been looking on, called Aman Singh aside and told him, "When a customer asks for a product that is out of stock, you apologize for its unavailability, and then offer other types of the same product. For instance in this case it was peach jam; offer other types of jam like plum jam, guava jam and so on." Next, came in another lady who asked for toilet paper and Aman Singh politely replied, "I am sorry ma'am, we do not have any toilet paper right now but you could try may be some sand paper!

Most Hilarious Reply to a Matrimonial Ad

Dear Madam: I am an older young uncle living only with myself in Amritsar . Having seen your advertisement for marriage purposes, I decided to press myself on you and hope you will take me nicely. I am a soiled son from inside Punjab . I am nice and big, six foot tall and six inches long. My body is filled with hardness, as because I am working hardly. I am playing hardly also. Especially I like cricket and I am a good batter and I am a fast baller. Whenever I come running in for balling, other batters start running. Everybody is scared of my rapid balls that bounce alot. I am very nice man. I am always laughing loudly at everyone. I am jolly. I am gay. Especially ladies, they are saying I am nice and soft. I am always giving respect to the ladies. I am always allowing ladies to get on top. That is how nice I am. I am not having any bad habits. I am not drinking (only a Kingfisher in the evenings) but I am not sucking tobacco or anything else. Every morning I am going to the Ji

Between Stimulus and Response.. (Successful people help other)

Between Stimulus and Response, we have the freedom to Response" - Stephen R. Covey.It was a Sports Stadium. Eight Children were standing on the track to participate in a running event. * Ready! * Steady! * Bang !!! With the sound of Toy pistol, All eight girls started running. Hardly had they covered ten to fifteen steps, when one of the smaller girls slipped and fell down, Due to bruises and pain she started crying. When the other seven girls heard the little girl cry they stopped running, stood for a while and turned back. Seeing the girl on the track they all ran to help. One among them bent down, picked her up and kissed her gently And enquired as to how she was.. They then lifted the fallen girl pacifying her. Two of them held her firmly while all seven joined hands together and walked together towards the winning post........ . There was pin drop silence at the spectator's stand. Officials were shocked. S

Father of my kid ?

A Lady On Phone: "Hellow Minesh? Sir, I want To Meet & Talk To You. You Are The Father Of One Of My Kids." Stunned and shocked Man screamed: "Oh my God! I am married and so careful with modern prevention tactics and how could this happen to you? You can ruin me" Are you Soni? Lady replied, "No." Then Pramila? No, No. Mita? No, No, No Rupali? No, No, No, No. Sunita? No, No, No, No, No. Kamali? No...........................................................oo. Lady in confusion scolded Minesh: "Sir, I am The Class Teacher Of Your Son."