Posted by ☼☼☼נαyєѕн кσтнαяι☼☼☼
About ten years ago, a young and very successful executive named Josh was traveling down a Chicago neighborhood street. He was going a bit too fast in his sleek, black, 12 cylinder Jaguar XKE, which was only two months old.
He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no child darted out, but a brick sailed out and - WHUMP! - it smashed Into the Jag's shiny black side door! SCREECH..!!!! Brakes slammed! Gears ground into reverse, and tires madly spun the Jaguar back to the spot from where the brick had been thrown. Josh jumped out of the car, grabbed the kid and pushed him up against a parked car. He shouted at the kid, "What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing?!" Building up a head of steam, he went on. "That's my new Jaguar, that brick you threw is gonna cost you a lot of money. Why did you throw it?"
"Please, mister, please. . . I'm so sorry! I didn't know what else to do!" Pleaded the youngster. "I threw the brick because no one else would stop!" Tears were dripping down the boy's chin as he pointed around the parked car. "It's my brother, mister," he said. "He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up." Sobbing, the boy asked the executive, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."
Moved beyond words, the young executive tried desperately to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. Straining, he lifted the young man back into the wheelchair and took out his handkerchief and wiped the scrapes and cuts, checking to see that everything was going to be OK. He then watched the younger brother push him down the sidewalk toward their home.
It was a long walk back to the sleek, black, shining, 12 cylinder Jaguar XKE — a long and slow walk. Josh never did fix the side door of his Jaguar. He kept the dent to remind him not to go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at him to get his attention.
Some bricks are softer than others. Feel for the bricks of life coming at to you. For every half-empty glass, we have to remind ourselves, the glass is also half-full.
Posted by ☼☼☼נαyєѕн кσтнαяι☼☼☼
किसे यहाँ ख़ुशी मिली पूरी-पूरी,सबने तो जिंदगी जी है अधूरी
राहों में ही हार मान बैठे,और फिर कहते है मजबूरी है मेरी!!
चाहते हो लहरों का मजा,पर ढूब जाने के डर से समुन्दर में नही जाती कश्ती तेरी,
हर चीज़ थोड़ी थोड़ी कर ली,किसी ने नही जाना क्यों पूरी न हुई तम्मना तेरी!!
बचपन जिया जवानी के इन्तेजार में,जवानी आई तो बचपन को रो दिया,
सिरहाने रखी माँ की तस्वीर और महबूब की बाहों में रो दिया!!
हिसाब लगाया जब फुर्सत में तो पता चला,
क्या जिंदगी से पाया और क्या क्या खो दिया!!
जिसने कहा था, ये राह चुन लो अच्छी है,
आज उसी राह में,उसी को खो दिया,
ज़माने को रास्ता दिखाया था, जिन आँखों से,
आज उन्ही आँखों से,ज़माने को भुला दिया!!
तनहा रोती रह गयी खुशिया मेरी,
और मैंने गमो को ही जिंदगी समझ लिया!!
कितनी बड़ी भूल हो गयी यारो,
जिन्दी को मौत, और मौत को जिंदगी समझ लिया!!