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Padmini · Aug 14, 2009

Dear knot 2 thank you for your appreciating words.
Dear Sri, really a nice one. shall I say it " blessing in disguise"
Now my story:
I'm in a terrible fix,' moaned Raymond. 'I'm in love with two girls and I don't know whether to propose to Wendy or Mary.' 'No problem,' said Sean to the Englishman. 'I know you're not a Catholic but I think the church could help you. Call in tomorrow morning, kneel down and try a sincere prayer to God - that should do the trick.'
Next morning Sean arrived to find Raymond with a beaming smile.
'It worked. It's a miracle,' Raymond enthused. 'I walked in, knelt down and there it was written in red across the altar cloth: AVE MARIA!'
with love
pad

Deepali_deepali · Aug 21, 2009

gsaikripa said: ↑

Perception-
Who's Problem Is It Really?

A man feared his wife wasn't hearing as well as she used to and he thought she might need a hearing aid. Not quite sure how to approach her, he called the family Doctor to discuss the problem.

The Doctor told him there is a simple informal test the husband could perform to give the Doctor a better idea about her hearing loss.

Here's what you do," said the Doctor, "stand about 40 feet away from her, and in a normal conversational speaking tone see if she hears you. If not, go to 30 feet, then 20 feet, and so on until you get a response."

That evening, the wife is in the kitchen cooking dinner, and he was in the den. He says to himself, "I'm about 40 feet away, let's see what happens." Then in a normal tone he asks, 'Honey, what's for dinner?"

No response.

So the husband moves to closer to the kitchen, about 30 feet from his wife and repeats, "Honey, what's for dinner?"

Still no response.

Next he moves into the dining room where he is about 20 feet from his wife and asks, Honey, what's for dinner?"

Again he gets no response.

So he walks up to the kitchen door, about 10 feet away. "Honey, what's for dinner?"

Again there is no response.

So he walks right up behind her. "Honey, what's for dinner?"

"James, for the FIFTH time I've said, CHICKEN!"

The problem may not be with the other person as we always think, could be very much within us!
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Dear Sai,

Good one..enjoyed the joke..Thanks for posting..

Deepali_deepali · Aug 21, 2009

knot2share said: ↑

My dear short story contributors

This is such a lovely thread and I am enjoying every bit of it. Just started Page 6 and I have quite a few more to go. But reading them slowly and savouring the stories bit by bit. Hats off to everybody on this thread who is contributing. Deepali, I am wondering how you manage to have such a ready stock of stories with you all the time. I will eventually manage to get the names of others as well, till then please excuse me.... Pad ma'm, Saikripa, Manasa, Vishy and Rrg are a few I can manage to recollect so far

I wanted to say a few words, before I continue reading here again......so chose to post this comment. ..

Great Work !!

PS: Few more names ( Andal, Pooja, Poone, Rathisrini ).... I should hopefully get my head around all soon.
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Dear Knot2share,

Thanks for sharing your feelings for this thread..definitely your words have tied a knot between you and all of us ...Thanks for your lovely feedback and we hope to have some stories from you too dear..

Deepali_deepali · Aug 21, 2009

Hey rockstar,

Good to see you here after a long time..Enjoyed your both stories...

Dear Sriniketan,

Nice story.. Sometimes being illiterate also proves beneficial!!!! Thanks for posting..

rathisrini · Sep 18, 2009

Rrg said: ↑

Dear Padminiji,
Funny, indeed.
Now that I am having some free time today, let me post a true story about Vanilla Ice Cream that puzzled General Motors !!

This incient drives home the point to never underestimate one's Clients' Complaint, no matter how funny it might seem!
This is a real story that happened between the customer of General Motors and its Customer-Care Executive. A complaint was received by the Pontiac Division of General Motors:
'This is the second time I have written to you, and I don't blame you for not answering me, because I sounded crazy, but it is a fact that we have a tradition in our family of Ice-Cream for dessert after dinner each night, but the kind of ice cream varies so, every night, after we've eaten, the whole family votes on which kind of ice cream we should have and I drive down to the store to get it. It's also a fact that I recently purchased a new Pontiac and since then my trips to the store have created a problem.....
You see, every time I buy a vanilla ice-cream, when I start back from the store my car won't start. If I get any other kind of ice cream, the car starts just fine. I want you to know I'm serious about this question, no matter how silly it sounds "What is there about a Pontiac that makes it not start when I get vanilla ice cream, and easy to start whenever I get any other kind?" The Pontiac President was understandably skeptical about the letter, but sent an Engineer to check it out anyway.
The latter was surprised to be greeted by a successful, obviously well educated man in a fine neighborhood. He had arranged to meet the man just after dinner time, so the two hopped into the car and drove to the ice cream store. It was vanilla ice cream that night and, sure enough, after they came back to the car, it wouldn't start.
The Engineer returned for three more nights. The first night, they got chocolate. The car started. The second night, he got strawberry. The car started. The third night he ordered vanilla. The car failed to start.
Now the engineer, being a logical man, refused to believe that this man's car was allergic to vanilla ice cream. He arranged, therefore, to continue his visits for as long as it took to solve the problem. And toward this end he began to take notes: He jotted down all sorts of data: time of day, type of gas uses, time to drive back and forth etc.
In a short time, he had a clue: the man took less time to buy vanilla than any other flavor. Why? The answer was in the layout of the store. Vanilla, being the most popular flavor, was in a separate case at the front of the store for quick pickup. All the other flavors were kept in the back of the store at a different counter where it took considerably longer to check out the flavor.
Now, the question for the Engineer was why the car wouldn't start when it took less time. Eureka - Time was now the problem - not the vanilla ice cream!!!! The engineer quickly came up with the answer: "vapor lock".
It was happening every night; but the extra time taken to get the other flavors allowed the engine to cool down sufficiently to start. When the man got vanilla, the engine was still too hot for the vapor lock to dissipate.
Even crazy looking problems are sometimes real and all problems seem to be simple only when we find the solution, with cool thinking.
Don't just say it is “IMPOSSIBLE" without putting a sincere effort.... Observe the word "IMPOSSIBLE" carefully...
Looking closer you will see, "I'M POSSIBLE"...
What really matters is your attitude and your perception.
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A really fabulous one with a wonderful quote............cherished reading same.

rathisrini · Sep 18, 2009

Dear Rrg

This is really touching and brought mist in my eyes.........

thanks for rendering it.

Rrg said: ↑

A touching episode !

In Phoenix, Arizona, a 26-year-old mother stared down at her 6 year old son, who was dying of terminal leukemia.

Although her heart was filled with sadness, she also had a strong feeling of determination.
Like any parent, she wanted her son to grow up and fulfill all his dreams. Now that was no longer possible.

The leukemia would see to that. But she still wanted her son's dream to come true.

She took her son's hand and asked, 'Billy, did you ever think about what you wanted
to be once you grew up ?
Did you ever dream and wish what you would do with your life?'

Mommy, 'I always wanted to be a fireman when I grew up.'

Mom smiled back and said, 'Let's see if we can make your wish come true.'

Later that day she went to her local fire Department in Phoenix, Arizona, where she met Fireman Bob, who had a heart as big as Phoenix.

She explained her son's final wish and asked if it might be possible to give her 6 year-old son a ride around the block on a fire engine.

Fireman Bob said, 'Look, we can do better than that. If you'll have your son ready at seven o' clock Wednesday morning, we'll make
him an honorary Fireman for the whole day. He can come down to the fire station, eat with us, go out on all the fire calls, the whole nine yards !

And if you'll give us his sizes, we'll get a real fire uniform for him, with a real fire hat - not a toy -- one-with the emblem of the Phoenix Fire Department on it, a yellow slicker like we wear and rubber boots.'

'They're all manufactured right here in Phoenix, so we can get them fast.'

Three days later Fireman Bob picked up Billy,
dressed him in his uniform and escorted him from his hospital bed to the waiting hook and ladder truck.

Billy got to sit on the back of the truck and help steer it back to the fire station. He was in heaven.

There were three fire calls in Phoenix that day and Billy got to go out on all three calls.

He rode in the different fire engines, the Paramedic's' van, and even the fire chief's car.

He was also videotaped for the
local news program.

Having his dream come true,
with all the love and attention that was lavished upon him, so deeply touched Billy, that he lived three months longer than any doctor thought possible.

One night all of his vital signs began to drop dramatically and the head nurse, who believed
in the hospice concept - that no one should die alone, began to call the family members to the hospital.

Then she remembered the day Billy had spent as a Fireman, so she called the Fire Chief and
asked if it would be possible to send a fireman in uniform to the hospital to be with Billy as he made his transition.

The chief replied, 'We can do better than that. We'll be there in five minutes. Will you please do me a favor ?

When you hear the sirens screaming and see the lights flashing, will you announce over the PA system that there is not a fire ?' 'It's the department coming to see one of its finest members one more time. And will you open the window to his room ?'

About five minutes later a
hook and ladder truck arrived at the hospital and extended its ladder up to Billy's third floor open window --------
16 fire-fighters climbed up the ladder into Billy's room !!

With his mother's permission, they hugged him and held him and told him how much they LOVED him.
With his dying breath, Billy looked up at the fire chief and said, 'Chief am I really a fireman now?'

'Billy, you are, and The Head Chief, God, is holding your hand,' the chief said.

With those words, Billy smiled and said, 'I know, He's been holding my hand all day, and the angels have been singing.'

He closed his eyes one last time......
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rathisrini · Sep 18, 2009

Hi Deepali........

how are you.....did not browse for a very long time as I was busy with my daughter's wedding........true the copper coin is worthier than all the funds........

luv

Deepali_deepali said: ↑

My story for today --

GENEROSITY

Mahatma Gandhi went from city to city, village to village collecting funds for the Charkha Sangh. During one of his tours he addressed a meeting in Orissa. After his speech a poor old woman got up. She was bent with age, her hair was grey and her clothes were in tatters. The volunteers tried to stop her, but she fought her way to the place where Gandhiji was sitting. "I must see him," she insisted and going up to Gandhiji touched his feet. Then from the folds of her sari she brought out a copper coin and placed it at his feet. Gandhiji picked up the copper coin and put it away carefully. The Charkha Sangh funds were under the charge of Jamnalal Bajaj. He asked Gandhiji for the coin but Gandhiji refused. "I keep cheques worth thousands of rupees for the Charkha Sangh," Jamnalal Bajaj said laughingly "yet you won't trust me with a copper coin." "This copper coin is worth much more than those thousands," Gandhiji said. "If a man has several lakhs and he gives away a thousand or two, it doesn't mean much. But this coin was perhaps all that the poor woman possessed. She gave me all she had. That was very generous of her. What a great sacrifice she made. That is why I value this copper coin more than a crore of rupees."
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rathisrini · Sep 18, 2009

Hi Friends,

I am back after a long time..........Was busy with my lifetime achievement..........

My story for the day.......As usual its Akbar and Birbal story

Emperor Akbar once saw a tribal woman deliver her baby in the middle of the forest without any help and resume her journey home carrying a large bundle of firewood and the new born. Jahapanah was highly impressed and he ordered that, henceforth, women in his harem would not get any medical aid to deliver babies.

The royal women were shocked and alrmed and they approached Birbal for solution. A couple of weeks later, when Akbar was strolling around in the garden with Birbal, he was appaled to see his precious rose plants had all withered. Naturaly he was furious with the Gardner. Birbal then intervened and said that forests have might trees though no one ever bothers to water and nurther them. Why then should rose plants be pampered?

Akbar ate humble pie and got the hint and withdrew his earlier orders.

Deepali_deepali · Feb 8, 2010

Dear rathisri,

Very nice story..Thanks for sharing..

Prasantha · Feb 8, 2010

Hi, I just joined today. I find the short stories very interesting, amusing and some touching. Thank you for sharing them, all of you who have contributed.

What I feel is, anyone's life is full of events, things that happen and we never know why it is so. Here is one that was sent to me a long time ago.....and I had to tell it to my daughter who asked me if I was ever angry with God for all the difficulties that I feel I have in my life (my daughter is daignosed with a seriious illness and has now almost lost her sight, she is just 11).

There was once a famous runner, he had won over three gold medals in the olympics and world sports and was a winner, all around. As fortune would have it, at the height of his sporting career, he had a serious accident and was laying in hospital totally paralzed from neck down.

Reporters from all over the world were waiting to talk to him, so many expressed their sadness and regret at the turn of events. One reporter, when she had time alone with him asked:

"Dont feel like asking God why you have to suffer this way?"

The great sportsman smiled and said, " When I was the fastest runner in my school and got my first medal, I did not ask why me, when I won the national championships I did not ask God, why me, when I got my Gold medals I did not ask God why me, so why should I ask him why me now? Is it only when we are in pain we ask why we have to suffer yet we never ask why we are chosen to be happy or successful?"

My daughter then understood, "lets just take things as them come, Amma", she said, and went on her way, singing with her angel-like voice, given by God....

Regards Prasantha