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Jyothi
A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to
come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the tree top, ate
the apples, took a nap under the shadow... He loved the tree and the
tree loved to play with him.
Time went by... the little boy had grown up and he no longer played
around the tree everyday. One day, the boy came back to the tree and
he looked sad. "Come and play with me," the tree asked the boy.
"I am no longer a kid, I don't play around trees anymore." The
boy replied, "I want toys. I need money to buy them."
"Sorry, but I don't have money...but you can pick all my apples
and sell them. So, you will have money."
The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and
left happily. The boy never came back after he picked the apples.
The tree was sad.
One day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited. "Come and
play with me" the tree said. "I don't have time to play. I have to
work for family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?"
"Sorry, but I don't have a house. But you can chop off my
branches to build your house." So the boy cut all the branches of the
tree
and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy
never came back since then. The tree was again lonely and sad.
One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted.
"Come and play with me!" the tree said. "I am sad and getting old.
I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?"
"Use my truck to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy."
So the boy cut the tree truck to make a boat. He went sailing and
never showed up for a long time.
Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years."Sorry,
my boy. But I don't have anything for you anymore. No more apples for
you..." the tree said. "I don't have teeth to bite" the boy replied.
"No more truck for you to climb on"
"I am too old for that now" the boy said.
"I really can't give you anything ... the only thing left is my
dying roots" the tree said with tears.
"but I don't need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after
all these years." The boy replied.
"Good! Old tree roots is the best place to lean on and rest. Come,
Come sit down with me and rest."
The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.....
THIS IS THE STORY OF EVERYONE. THE TREE IS OUR PARENTS. WHEN WE
WERE
YOUNG WE LOVED TO PLAY WITH MOM & DAD.... WHEN WE GROWN UP, WE LEFT
THEM.
WE ONLY CAME BACK TO THEM WHEN WE NEED SOMETHING FROM THEM OR WHEN WE
ARE
IN TROUBLE. NO MATTER WHAT, PARENTS WILL BE THERE TO GIVE EVERYTHING
THEY
COULD TO MAKE US HAPPY.
YOU MAY THINK THE BOY IS CRUEL TO THE TREE BUT THAT'S HOW ALL OF US
ARE
TREATING OUR PARENTS.
" LOVE YOUR PARENTS."
Holes In The Fence
Good Day. Please go through the attached Text.
REGARDS
VISHAL GUPTA
There once was a little boy who had a bad temper.
His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that
every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a
nail into the back of the fence.
The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence.
Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger,
the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down.
He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive
those nails into the fence....
finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all.
He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy
now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his
temper.
The day passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his
father that all the nails were gone.
The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the
fence.
The fence will never be the same.
When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one.
You can put a knife in a man and draw it out.
It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry,
the wound is still there."
A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.
Friends are a very rare jewel indeed.
They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.
They lend an ear, they share words of praise and they always want
to open their hearts to us."
Please forgive me if I have ever left a hole in your fence,,,
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