After seeing this short video you will love to read the original text version of the story.
This story comes From the original version of ACRES OF DIAMONDS by Russell H. Conwell
There once lived not far from the River Indus an ancient Persian by the name of Ali Hafed.
He said that Ali Hafed owned a very large farm, that he had orchards,grain-fields, and gardens; that he had money at interest, and was a wealthy and contented man.
He was contented because he was wealthy, and wealthy because he was contented.
One day there visited that old Persian farmer one of those ancient Buddhist priests, one of the wise men of the East.
He sat down by the fire and told the old farmer how this world of ours was made. He said that this world was once a mere bank of fog, and that the Almighty thrust His finger into this bank of fog, and began slowly to move finger around, increasing the speed until at last He whirled this bank of fog into a solid ball of fire.
Then it went rolling through the universe, burning its way through other banks of fog, and condensed the moisture without, until it fell in floods of rain upon its hot surface, and cooled the outward crust.
Then the internal fires bursting outward through the crust threw up the mountains and hills, the valleys, the plains and prairies of this wonderful world of ours. If this internal molten mass came bursting out and cooled very quickly it became granite; less quickly copper, less quickly silver, less quickly gold, and, after gold, diamonds were made. Said the old priest, "A diamond is a congealed drop of sunlight." Now that is literally scientifically true, that a diamond is an actual deposit of carbon from the sun.
The old priest told Ali Hafed that if he had one diamond the size of his thumb he could purchase the country, and if he had a mine of diamonds he could place his children upon thrones through the influence of their great wealth.
Ali Hafed heard all about diamonds, how much they were worth, and went to his bed that night a poor man. He had not lost anything, but he was poor because he was discontented, and dis-contented because he feared he was poor.
He said, "I want a mine of diamonds," and he lay awake all night. Early in the morning he sought out the priest. I know by experience that a priest is very cross when awakened early in the morning, and when he shook that old priest out of his dreams,
Ali Hafed said to him: "Will you tell me where I can find diamonds?" "Diamonds! What do you want with diamonds?" "Why, I wish to be immensely rich." "Well, then, go along and find them.
That is all you have to do; go and find them, and then you have them."
"But I don't know where to go." "Well, if you will find a river that runs through white sands, between high mountains, in those white sands you will always find diamonds." "I don't believe there is any such river." "Oh yes, there are plenty of them. All you have to do is to go and find them, and then you have them."
Said Ali Hafed, "I will go." So he sold his farm, collected his money, left his family in charge of a neighbor, and away he went in search of diamonds. He began his search, very properly to my mind, at the Mountains of the Moon. Afterward he came around into Palestine, then wandered on into Europe, and at last when his money was all spent and he was in rags, wretchedness, and poverty, he stood on the shore of that bay at Barcelona, in Spain, when a great tidal wave came rolling in between the pillars of Hercules, and the poor, afflicted, suffering, dying man could not resist the awful temptation to cast himself into that incoming tide, and he sank beneath its foaming crest, never to rise in this life again.
The man who purchased Ali Hafed's farm one day led his camel into the garden to drink, and as that camel put its nose into the shallow water of that garden brook, Ali Hafed's successor noticed a curious flash of light from the white sands of the stream. He pulled out a black stone having an eye of light reflecting all the hues of the rainbow.
He took the pebble into the house and put it on the mantel which covers the central fires, and forgot all about it.
A few days later this same old priest came in to visit Ali Hafed's successor, and the moment he opened that drawing-room door he saw that flash of light on the mantel, and he rushed up to it, and shouted:
"Here is a diamond! Has Ali Hafed returned?"
"Oh no, Ali Hafed has not returned, and that is not a diamond.
That is nothing but a stone we found right out here in our own garden."
"But," said the priest, "I tell you I know a diamond when I see it. I know positively that is a diamond."
Then together they rushed out into that old garden and stirred up the white sands with their fingers, and lo! there came up other more beautiful and valuable gems than the first.
"Thus," "was discovered the diamond-mine of Golconda, the most magnificent diamond-
mine in all the history of mankind, excelling the Kimberly itself.
The Kohinoor, and the Orloff of the crown jewels of England and Russia, the largest on earth, came from that mine."
Hearty Thanx to.... www.acresofdiamonds.net
Hearty Thanx to.... www.acresofdiamonds.net
Animals continue to amaze us with the level of intelligence they possess which is beyond our comprehension. Another example of it was displayed to Rishi one day when he was just driving through a village.
It was hot as ever and he saw a cow trying to drink water from a handpump on the village road. First he thought she was trying to lick away water which was dropping from the pump.
So he stopped to see what was going on.
To his amazement, she was operating the pump with her horns and then drinking water at the same time. She was using her head to push down the lever and when water flowed through the spout, she drank that water and kept repeating the exercise.
He shot a small video before doing anything. It is uploaded in Youtube.
Thanks Rishi.
Yes...
really an example of Nature's Unlimited intelligence.
Of-course... It's a simple learned behavior by positive reinforcement.
Moreover, If we are in thirst of something or in search of something
Nature's intelligence comes for immediate help.
It had done this for me many times.
Saint Theresa is known as the Saint of the Little
Ways, meaning she believed in doing the little things in life well and with
great love....
She is represented by roses.
May everyone who read this message be blessed.
REMEMBER to make a wish before you read the prayer.
That's all you have to do.
Never ever doubt that how it was going to be done.
Just Believe... that the
Universal Almighty has unique plans to grant your wish.
Prayer
May today here be peace within.
May I trust God that I am exactly where I am meant to be.
May I not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith.
May I use those gifts that I have received, and pass on the love that has been given to me.
May I, be content knowing that I am a child of God.
Let this presence settle into my bones, and allow my soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love.
It is here for each and every one of all...
Neo: “This isn’t real?”
Morpheus: “What is real? How do you define real? If you are talking about your senses, what you feel, taste, smell, or see, then all you’re talking about are electrical signals interpreted by your brain.”
Mor pheus: “You are here because you know some thing. What you know, you can’t explain. You felt it your entire life. There is some thing wrong with the world. You don’t know what it is, but it’s there, like a splin ter in your mind, dri ving you mad. It’s this feel ing that has brought you to me. Do you know what I am talk ing about?”
Neo: “The Matrix?!”
Morpheus: “Do you want to know what it is? Have you ever had a dream, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the Dream world and the Real world?.
"The MATRIX: The movie. 1999"
A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He held up a sign which said: "I am blind, please help." There were only a few coins in the hat.
A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around and wrote some words. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see the new words.
Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to the blind boy.
That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see how things were. The boy recognized his footsteps and asked, "Were you the one who changed my sign this morning? What did you write?"
The man said, "I only wrote the truth. I said what you said but in a different way."
What he had written was: "Today is a beautiful day and I cannot see it."
Do you think the first sign and the second sign were saying the same thing?
Of course both signs told people the boy was blind. But the first sign simply said the boy was blind. The second sign told people they were so lucky that they were not blind.
Should we be surprised that the second sign was more effective?
Moral of the Story:
Be thankful for what you have. Be creative. Be innovative. Think differently and positively.
Invite others towards good with wisdom. Live life with no excuse and love with no regrets.
When life gives you a 100 reasons to cry, show life that you have 1000 reasons to smile. Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear. Keep the faith and drop the fear.
Great men say, "Life has to be an incessant process of repair and reconstruction, of discarding evil and developing goodness! In the journey of life, if you want to travel without fear, you must have the ticket of a good conscience."
The most beautiful thing is to see a person smiling!
And even more beautiful, is knowing that you are the reason behind it!
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Hearty Thanx to.... The Author Unknown
Today... In the midst of my pains (both Physical & mental)I just came along to read a story that I had read some years ago.
Still it gives a Different understanding.
Tears filled my eyes.
Thought Sharing it will do some good to others...
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A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the 4 pups. And set about nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard.
As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the eyes of a little boy.
“Mister,” he said, “I want to buy one of your puppies.”
“Well,” said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat off the back of his neck, “These puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money.”
The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. “I’ve got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?”
“Sure,” said the farmer.And with that he let out a whistle. “Here, Dolly!” he called.
Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur.
The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight. As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else stirring inside the doghouse.
Slowly another little ball appeared this one noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up…
“I want that one,” the little boy said, pointing to the runt.
The farmer knelt down at the boy’s side and said, “Son, you don’t want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would.”
With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself to a specially made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer, he said, “You see sir, I don’t run too well myself, and he will need someone who understands.
“With tears in his eyes, the farmer reached down and picked up the little pup. Holding it carefully he handed it to the little boy.
“How much?” asked the little boy.
“No charge,” answered the farmer, “There’s no charge for love.”
THE WORLD NEEDS PEOPLE WHO UNDERSTAND
God Bless You
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Hearty Thanx to....
A zen master and his student were watching a
fox chase a rabbit.
The Zen Master said, "who will win?"
The student replied, "Master, of course the fox
will win, he is much faster than the rabbit and has
sharp teeth."
"No" replied the master. "The rabbit will win. The
fox is running for a meal. The rabbit is running
for his life."
YES..! OF-COURSE... I AM RUNNING FOR LIFE....!
AND I BELIEVE... YOU TOO...
With Love & Regards
Anthony Muthu
At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves children with learning disabilities, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:
'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does, is done with perfection.
Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do.
Where is the natural order of things in my son?'
The audience was stilled by the query.
The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, who was mentally and physically disabled comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child.'
Then he told the following story:
Shay and I had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' I knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but as a father I also understood that if my son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
I approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning.'
Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. I watched with a small tear in my eye and warmth in my heart. The boys saw my joy at my son being accepted.
In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three.
In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as I waved to him from the stands.
In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again..
Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.
At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game?
Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.
However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact.
The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed.
The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.
The game would now be over.
The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman.
Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.
Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates.
Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, 'Shay, run to first!
Run to first!'
Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base.
He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.
Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!'
Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base.
By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball . the smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team.
He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head.
Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.
All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
Shay, run to third!'
As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!'
Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team
'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world'.
Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making me so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
Hearty Thanx to.... Some one who forwarded this MSG in email.
Two years back I am at the state of Gratitude & Thanks giving to the almighty.
my heart is full of gratitude & happiness for what I have got and also what I have lost.
And something hit me & spoiled my heart in the name of love.
I have lost my SELF for something glittered that was not Gold
And at-last I started complaining.
Time to time my heart writhed and hurled in a hell like pain.
I lost everything.
Everything.
My precious mother was lost.
I believed someone will take the form of my mother.
Fate stabbed me on my back.
I am cheated.
Now...
I have analyzed everything, realized what wrong was done at my part.
Ready to lose what dragged me backwards.
Now... I am back my God.
Thank you...
Thank you sooo much for giving me this state.
Thank you for everything you gave, even the pains , for I have learn t a lot from them.
You have made me powerful, from the power I had lost.
For I know...
You had emptied my hands in the past to place something Precious than before.
The only task is... I am going to find them very soon.
You had emptied my hands in the present for never placing something dangerous than now.
You just made me to realize with my experience, that nothing is permanent.
You have reminded me again for what I was born.
You have reminded me again for what I was made up like this.
You have reminded me again to give this world a lot.
I am back to work for you full fledged, as a Trust worthy, Brave Soldier.
I kneel down in my mind before you & pray...
Please...
Please.... make me remain in this state forever.
Hearty Thanx to....
