Monday, October 25, 2010

Few Lessons for Life…

Some stories I have read/heard from various places/people. Don’t know the real authors. Just sharing them…

Story 1Treat each customer equally

When an ice cream sundae cost much less than now, a 10 year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat down at a table.

A waitress put a glass of water in front of him.
"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked.
"50 cents" replied the waitress.

The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it.

"Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired.
By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient. "35 cents" she rudely replied.

The little boy again counted his coins.
"I'll have the plain ice cream" he said. The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away.

The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left.
When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were 15 cents.

You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her a tip.

Treat people equally and unbiased.

Thanks for reading and keep checking this space, will be posting few more short stories.

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Ducks Quack, Eagles Soar

Here is a nice article I read and thought to share with all. I’m not aware of the original author this. All credits to him/her.

“No one can make you serve customers well. That's because great service is a choice.”

Harvey Mackay, tells a wonderful story about a cab driver that proved this point.

He was waiting in line for a ride at the airport. When a cab pulled up, the first thing Harvey noticed was that the taxi was polished to a bright shine.

Smartly dressed in a white shirt, black tie, and freshly pressed black slacks, the cab driver jumped out and rounded the car to open the back passenger door for Harvey .

He handed my friend a laminated card and said:
“I'm Wally, your driver. While I'm loading your bags in the trunk I'd like you to read my mission statement.”

Taken aback, Harvey read the card. It said:

Wally's Mission Statement: 
“To get my customers to their destination in the quickest, safest and cheapest way possible in a friendly environment.”

This blew Harvey away. Especially when he noticed that the inside of the cab matched the outside. Spotlessly clean!

As he slid behind the wheel, Wally said, 'Would you like a cup of coffee? I have a thermos of regular and one of decaf.'

My friend said jokingly, 'No, I'd prefer a soft drink.'

Wally smiled and said, 'No problem. I have a cooler up front with regular and Diet Coke, water and orange juice.'

Almost stuttering, Harvey said, 'I'll take a Diet Coke.'

Handing him his drink, Wally said, 'If you'd like something to read, I  have The Wall Street Journal, Time, Sports Illustrated and USA Today.'

As they were pulling away, Wally handed my friend another laminated card, -  'These are the stations I get and the music they play, if you'd like to listen to the radio.'

And as if that weren't enough, Wally told Harvey that he had the air conditioning on and asked if the temperature was comfortable for him.

Then he advised Harvey of the best route to his destination for that time of day. He also let him know that he'd be happy to chat and tell him about some of the sights or, if Harvey preferred, to leave him with his own thoughts.

'Tell me, Wally,' my amazed friend asked the driver, 'have you always served customers like this?'

Wally smiled into the rear view mirror. 'No, not always. In fact, it's only been in the last two years. My first five years driving, I spent most of my time complaining like all the rest of the cabbies do. Then I heard the personal growth guru, Wayne Dyer, on the radio one day.

He had just written a book called - “You'll See It When You Believe It”. Dyer said that if you get up in the morning expecting to have a bad day, you'll rarely disappoint yourself. He said, 'Stop complaining!

Differentiate yourself from your competition. Don't be a duck. Be an eagle. “Ducks quack and complain. Eagles soar above the crowd.''

'That hit me right between the eyes,' said Wally. 'Dyer was really talking about me. I was always quacking and complaining, so I decided to change my attitude and become an eagle.

I looked around at the other cabs and their drivers. The cabs were dirty, the drivers were unfriendly, and the customers were unhappy. So I decided to make some changes. I put in a few at a time. When my customers responded well, I did more.

'I take it that has paid off for you,' Harvey said.

'It sure has,' Wally replied. 'My first year as an eagle, I doubled my income from the previous year. This year I'll probably quadruple it.

You were lucky to get me today. I don't sit at cabstands anymore. My customers call me for appointments on my cell phone or leave a message on my answering machine. If I can't pick them up myself, I get a reliable cabbie friend to do it and I take a piece of the action.

Wally was phenomenal. He was running a limo service out of a Yellow Cab.

I've probably told that story to more than fifty cab drivers over the years, and only two took the idea and ran with it. Whenever I go to their cities, I give them a call.

The rest of the drivers quacked like ducks and told me all the reasons they couldn't do any of what I was suggesting.

Wally the Cab Driver made a different choice. He decided to stop quacking like ducks and start soaring like eagles.

How about us?

Smile, and the whole world smiles with you... The ball is in our hands!

A man reaps what he sows. Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up... let us do good to all people.

Ducks Quack, Eagles Soar….!!

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Disclaimer: I’m just sharing this and not aware of the origin of this story. All credits goes to the original author. Republishing any items on this blog without the writers permission will be considered as violation of copyright acts.

Monday, June 7, 2010

More Pics from Manila – Rizal Park

Few more pics from Manila – Rizal Park – Another great place to visit when in Manila.

 

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Dreams Unlimited - I Got Killed…

Dream 24I Got Killed

After quiet a long time I’m back with another dream.

I dreamed of me working in a cram school. During the lunch time, my friend G was waiting for me outside and its raining. We two walking under one umbrella and then I meet another friend of mine M. I told G – “Sorry, I cant come with you”  And I went with M.

Me and M went to a sea food restaurant. As soon as we enter the restaurant we saw the crab, shells and other fish where hanging on the walls. And I said - “No don’t eat here, it’s weird…” But he insisted to look around and we went upstairs and upstairs. There were so many floors. I kept going up faster then him.

When I reached the top, I found one old guy is moving some rocks and trying to block the stairs. I said - “Heyyy I am here, I have to get down.”  But he didn't even look at me, he kept moving the rocks to the stairs.

I jumped off the rock and my friend was still looking at those seafoods on the wall. Then suddenly – Boooooooooooooom..!!!!!!!
and I was killed. The whole building exploded and I was killed. Someone took my body home.

When I opened my eyes, I knew - I was a ghost. My family were all in living room. I went to them said - “Hey, I’m dead….”  But they don't seem to bother - My brother keeps watching TV…… My Dad keeps drinking tea…… and My Mom just walked away like she does not care…...


And I just know my sister did it…. She killed me…. She set the bomb....  I just came to know it now. I walked to her - her face looked so different in dream - more beautiful!!!

I just walked to her and slapped her.. slapped her two times 
and said - “How can you kill me…!!! You ruined my life...!!!”

Then I made a call to M to see if he is dead too? It was his friend who answered me, he said - “No M is not dead, but lot of injuries but he will recover.” Then I said - “Ok tell him - I'm dead……”       And I hang up the phone.

Then my boss in cram school called me and I was hesitating, if I should answer. Because I know I have to get back to work -- but I’m dead now. I was thinking what excuse to say to my boss. Then I picked the phone and pretend I'm the mother and said -“Oh she fainted away.. when she get sober I will ask her to go back to work.“

And the dream ends… 

Feel free to post your constructive comments. Watch out for more…

Thanks again to that very special person for sharing....

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Disclaimer: These are not my personal dreams, but of a very special person, written as explained and narrated to me. Republishing any items on this blog without the writers permission will be considered as violation of copyright acts.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Pictures from Manila…

Here are some of the pictures I took @ Manila Ocean Park.
A must visit place, when in Manila.

Manila Ocean Park

 

Will be posting more pics.. Keep watching…!!!

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Thinking - Man vs Woman

A little story we discussed on a Saturday nite gathering that shows the essential differences between a man and a woman. Don't know the origin…!!! Please read it unbiased - No offenses to any gender.. !!! It just a 3rd dimension view.

Let's say a guy named Rudy is attracted to a woman named Angela. He asks her out to a movie. She accepts, they have a pretty good time. A few nights later he asks her out to dinner, and again they enjoy themselves. They continue to see each other regularly.


And then, one evening when they're driving home, a thought occurs to Angela, and without really thinking, she says it: "Do you realize that, as of tonight, we've been seeing each other for exactly six months?

And then there is silence in the car. To Angela, it seems like a very loud silence. She thinks to herself: Geezz, I wonder if it bothers him that I said that. Maybe he's been feeling confined by our relationship, maybe he thinks I'm trying to push him into some kind of obligation that he doesn't want, or isn't sure of.

And Rudy is thinking: Wohhh. Six months.
And Angela is thinking: But hey, I'm not so sure I want this kind of relationship either. Sometimes I wish I had a little more space, so I'd have time to think about whether I really want us to keep going the way we are, moving steadily toward. I mean, where are we going? Are we heading towards a marriage? Towards children? Towards a lifetime together? Am I ready for that level of commitment? Do I really even know this person?

And Rudy is thinking: So that means it was…. let's see.. February when we started going out, which was right after I had the car at the dealer's, which means… lemme check the odometer… Wohhh..! I am way overdue for an oil change.
And Angela is thinking: He's upset. I can see it on his face. Maybe I'm reading this completely wrong. Maybe he wants more from our relationship, more intimacy, more commitment. Maybe he has sensed even before I sensed it. Yes, I bet that's it. That's why he's so reluctant to say anything about his own feelings. He's afraid of being rejected.

And Rudy is thinking: And I'm gonna have them look at this transmission again. It's still not shifting right. And they better not try to blame it on the cold weather this time. It's 28 degrees celsius out, and this thing is shifting like a garbage truck, and I paid them a huge amount.
And Angela is thinking: He's angry. And I don't blame him. I'd be angry, too. I feel so guilty, putting him through this, but I can't help the way I feel. I'm just not sure.

And Rudy is thinking: They'll probably say it's only a limited warranty. Crap..That's exactly what they're going to say.
And Angela is thinking: Maybe I'm just too idealistic, waiting for a ‘prince charming’ to come riding up on his ‘white horse’. When here I'm, sitting right next to a perfectly good person, a person I enjoy being with, a person I truly do care about, a person who also seems to truly care about me. And I put him in pain because of my self-centered, schoolgirl romantic fantasy.

And Rudy is thinking: Warranty? They want a warranty? I'll give them a warranty. I'll take their warranty and stick it right up their ......  I’m the customer, I will teach them their basic lesson - “Customer is always Right”. Ok, I’m ready for this..


Angela says aloud - “Rudyyy”.
"Ughh.. What? Tell me" says Rudy, looking shocked.
"Please don't torture yourself like this," she says,  "Maybe I should never have.” her eyes are slowly filling up with tears. 

Rudy says - “Huh, What?”
"I'm such a fool," Angela sobs. "I mean, I know there's no prince charming. I really know that. It's silly. There's no prince, and there's no horse." 
Rudy says - "Huh.. There's no H-O-R-S-E ?"

"You think I'm a fool, don't you?" Angela says.
"No no no.. !!" says Rudy

Angela says - "It's just that . . . I need some time”
(There is a 10-second pause while Rudy, thinking as fast as he can, tries to come up with a safe response. Finally he comes up with one that he thinks might work.)
"Hmm.. Yes," he says.
"Oh, Rudy, do you really feel that way?" she says.
(Rudy is again confused thinking he answered that one wrong)  He says  - “Wa.. What way ?”.
Angela says - "That way about ‘time’, that I need some time"
"Oh, yaa, yes yes, I think you should" says Rudy.
(Angela turns to face him and gazes deeply into his eyes, causing him to become very nervous about what she might say next, especially if it involves a h-o-r-s-e,    he is doomed again..)
She says - "Thank you, Rudy..!!" 
"Thank you.." says Rudy.

Then he takes her home. Angela goes straight to her restroom and then on her bed. A disturbed and conflicted soul, and weeps until dawn. Whereas when Rudy gets back home, he opens a packet of Lays (I love that stuff ehh..), fires up the  internet on his Laptop, and immediately becomes deeply involved on mails/news/twitter/online friends. A tiny voice in his mind tells him that something major was going on back there in the car, but he is pretty sure there is no way he would ever understand what, and so he figures it's better if he doesn't think about it.

The next day Angela will call her best friend, or maybe two of them, and they will come over and talk about this situation for six to seven straight hours, probably over an icecream bucket and lot of tissue papers. In all detail, they will analyze everything ‘she said’ and everything ‘he said’, going over it time and time again, exploring every word, expression, and gesture and meanings, considering every possible ramification. They will continue to discuss this subject, off and on, for weeks, maybe months, never reaching any definite conclusions, but never getting bored with it, either.

Meanwhile one day, Rudy, while meeting up with a mutual friend of his and Angela’s, will pause just and say:
"Raj, Did Angela ever own a horse?"

:) Hope you enjoyed the view…. Wanna think a bit next time you fall into a similar situation. Thinking of 2 people could be way different.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

A Woman Goes To The Doctor

Read this and thought should be shared. No offence to all lovely girls over there. Take it light… :)

A woman goes to the doctor, beaten black and blue. . . . .

Doctor: What happened?
Woman: Doctor, I don't know what to do. Every time my husband comes home from the pub he beats me to a pulp....

Doctor: I have really good medicine against that: When your husband comes home from the pub, just take a tiny straw and sip an ice cold 2 litre bottle of cold-drink  dry.

2 weeks later she comes back to the doctor and looks reborn and fresh again.
Woman: Doc, that was a brilliant idea! Every time my husband came home drunk I sipped a 2 litre Coke empty and he never touched me.
Doctor:  You see how keeping your mouth shut helps!!!

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Bored @ Work…? Go Creative…

What to do when you are bored at work….

  1. Kill a few flies.
  2. Put them in the sun to dry for one hour
  3. Once they are dry, pick a pencil and paper… Let your imagination flow.

Here are few examples….. :)

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Makes me wonder though… Where does someone’s workplace have so many flies...  hmmmm…..

Sunday, February 14, 2010

St. Valentines Day

Wishing all my visitors a

Happy Valentines Day…!!

 

Sunday, February 7, 2010

One Life, Live it…

Everything you know is bullshit. Death isn't real. Life is just a dream. Enjoy yourself. Stop worrying. Stop being scared. Go after what you want, even if what you want seems beyond the realm of possibility.


Make it happen. You are god here on Earth, whoever you are. Even if you have to crawl out of the dirt to make it happen, you CAN make it happen. Never surrender to your own fear and never lose the energy you have inside.


There is no god, there is no ending, there is only just here and now.

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Dreams Unlimited - A Horse Ride

Dream 23 – A Horse Ride

I dreamt that - I was riding a horse, but I was so afraid because I don’t know how to ride a horse, but that horse was a smart one. It never made me fall. 

While riding I took a baby from the street and hold it with me because some people were hurting her. Then after few hops I took a woman too. Due to this lot of  people were chasing me. I see some soldiers chasing me.... but they are creepy, they are the ancient time soldiers, they looked like they are from some dynasty.

The horse took me to a small community and we lived there. I notice - The baby grew a lot when we arrive there and become a little girl (strange baby huh…). We lived in a small house in the community. There were some soldiers living at downstairs. These soldiers were friendly.

Then I find something green in our house...I don't know what it is but… something green and  someone told the soldier that we got green thing in the house.  They are so angry, and  said - “we are all going to be killed, because green is sin..” Their dynasty hated green things. And I started running again…..

On the way suddenly the same smart horse appeared and told me to climb on him. The horse started taking us (me and the little girl, I don't know where did the woman I picked up vanished). Now the horse took us to a another community – I see a lot of people gathered at the entrance with garlands and some fruits/food. One very old looking guy came to greet us, as if he was expecting us…. I felt strange… 

He introduced himself as the head of this community. He took me around the community and showed the houses – it was all simple houses made of wood, but looking very beautiful, because all people around there was happy and cheerful. I asked him - “Is green sin here ?”  He gave me a strange look and said – what green, what sin...  What you talking about? I said – Nevermind and we moved on..

Then he took us to a house and told this is a special house and we present this house to you. To me it looked similar to all other houses. So I asked the old man – What is special about this house. He says - “This is the only house with a door bell and a lock…”

I was surprised to see a community where people didn't use doorbell and locks.. thinking this I entered the house and lay on the soft bed… and after sometime I hear the door bell ringing.. I was too tired from riding so long on the house… I did not wanted to get up…. But it kept ringing louder and louder and louder….. and it broke my sleep (the real sleep and my dream….)

And my dream ends…

When I woke up into real world – My Door Bell was really ringing… What surprised me more was when I opened the door – I see an old man looking similar face, like the one I saw in dream standing at my door (but he was wearing pants/shirt unlike the one in dream who wore an ancient dress….). He wanted to ask me directions to some place he wanted to go…  I helped him with direction and he told me - Thanks and  “Sorry to disturb your dream”

Strange rite… dreams merging to reality….. I’m always astonished by the world for dreams….

Feel free to post your constructive comments. Watch out for more…

Thanks again to that very special person for sharing....

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Disclaimer: These are not my personal dreams, but of a very special person, written as explained and narrated to me. Republishing any items on this blog without the writers permission will be considered as violation of copyright acts

Friday, January 1, 2010

Happy New Year 2010

Hello Everyone – Thanks for all your support which took the Visitor Count to 1000+ on this blog.. :)

Wishing All my readers and followers 

“Happy New Year - 2010.”

It is time to rest the past and start for new beginnings, new life, new hopes, new wishes.  But in this hustle of new things, don't forget the learning's from the past, don't forget the people and resources that made your past a wonderful and happy place to be. 

May this year take you to new heights of success, happiness, glory and peace prevail every where.

Wishing again a Happy New Year…………!!!