Sunday, February 29, 2004
>Laloo Prasad Yadav talks to his son :
>
>Laloo : Hai Betta......I want you to marry a girl of my choice
>
>Son : Oh.... Dad......I want to choose my own bride.
>
>Laloo : "But the girl is Ambani's daughter.........yar.."
>
>Son : "Well, in that case..."
>
>Next day Laloo approaches Mukesh Ambani.........
>
>Laloo : "I have a husband for your daughter."
>
>Ambani : "But my daughter is too young to marry."
>
>Laloo : "But this young man is a vice-president of the World Bank."
>
>Ambani : "Ah, in that case..."
>
>Finally Laloo goes to see the President of the World Bank.
>
>Laloo : "I have a young man to be recommended as a vice-president."
>
>President : "But I already have more vice-presidents than I need."
>
>Laloo : "But this young man is Ambani's son-in-law."
>
>President : "Ah, in that case....."
>
>This is how business is done!!
>
>Laloo : Hai Betta......I want you to marry a girl of my choice
>
>Son : Oh.... Dad......I want to choose my own bride.
>
>Laloo : "But the girl is Ambani's daughter.........yar.."
>
>Son : "Well, in that case..."
>
>Next day Laloo approaches Mukesh Ambani.........
>
>Laloo : "I have a husband for your daughter."
>
>Ambani : "But my daughter is too young to marry."
>
>Laloo : "But this young man is a vice-president of the World Bank."
>
>Ambani : "Ah, in that case..."
>
>Finally Laloo goes to see the President of the World Bank.
>
>Laloo : "I have a young man to be recommended as a vice-president."
>
>President : "But I already have more vice-presidents than I need."
>
>Laloo : "But this young man is Ambani's son-in-law."
>
>President : "Ah, in that case....."
>
>This is how business is done!!
Growing Up
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and
challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know.
I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.
I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at
me with a smile that lit up her entire being.
She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years
old. Can I give you a hug?"
I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "of course you may" and
she gave me a giant squeeze.
Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.
She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get
married and have a couple of kids..."
No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her
to be taking on this challenge at her age.
I always dreamed of having a college education ! and now I'm
getting one!" she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and shared a
chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends.
Every day for the next three months we would leave class together
and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time
machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she
easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and
she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other
students. She was living it up.
At the end of the semester we invited Rose
to speak at our football banquet.
I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and
stepped up to he podium. As she began to deliver her prepared
speech she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.
Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned ! into the
microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer
for Lent and this Whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech
back in order so let me just tell you what I know."
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop
playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.
There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy and
achieving success.
You have to laugh and find humor every day.
You've got to have a dream.
When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people
walking around who are dead and don't even know it!
There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.
If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and
don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old.
If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and
never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older.
That doesn't take any talent or ability.
The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity in
change.
Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what
we did, but rather for things we did not do.
The only people who fear death are those with regrets."
She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose."
She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in
our daily lives.
At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun
all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died
peacefully in her sleep.
Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in
tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's
never too late to be all you can possibly be.
REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY.
GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.
WE MAKE A LIVING BY WHAT WE GET,
WE MAKE A LIFE BY WHAT WE GIVE.
GOD PROMISES A SAFE LANDING, NOT A CALM PASSAGE.
IF GOD BRINGS YOU TO IT ... HE WILL BRING YOU THROUGH IT!
"IT'S BETTER TO TRY AND FAIL, THEN FAIL TO TRY
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and
challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know.
I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.
I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at
me with a smile that lit up her entire being.
She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years
old. Can I give you a hug?"
I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "of course you may" and
she gave me a giant squeeze.
Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.
She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get
married and have a couple of kids..."
No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her
to be taking on this challenge at her age.
I always dreamed of having a college education ! and now I'm
getting one!" she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and shared a
chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends.
Every day for the next three months we would leave class together
and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time
machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she
easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and
she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other
students. She was living it up.
At the end of the semester we invited Rose
to speak at our football banquet.
I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and
stepped up to he podium. As she began to deliver her prepared
speech she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.
Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned ! into the
microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer
for Lent and this Whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech
back in order so let me just tell you what I know."
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop
playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.
There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy and
achieving success.
You have to laugh and find humor every day.
You've got to have a dream.
When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people
walking around who are dead and don't even know it!
There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.
If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and
don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old.
If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and
never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older.
That doesn't take any talent or ability.
The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity in
change.
Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what
we did, but rather for things we did not do.
The only people who fear death are those with regrets."
She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose."
She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in
our daily lives.
At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun
all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died
peacefully in her sleep.
Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in
tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's
never too late to be all you can possibly be.
REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY.
GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.
WE MAKE A LIVING BY WHAT WE GET,
WE MAKE A LIFE BY WHAT WE GIVE.
GOD PROMISES A SAFE LANDING, NOT A CALM PASSAGE.
IF GOD BRINGS YOU TO IT ... HE WILL BRING YOU THROUGH IT!
"IT'S BETTER TO TRY AND FAIL, THEN FAIL TO TRY
