EVOLVE

Assalamualaikum.

This lovely afternoon, I just wanna share a great story with all of you. Hope it will make your day as it made mine :)

Lots of love.
Noly.

Is this you? WAKE UP.

Afternoon. Let me tell you a story. A sad story that really kills me. A story that is so real, because I know in reality, most fathers I meet do the same, just like the father in this story. Just for the sake of giving the best for their family.

Father was a hardworking man who delivered bread as a living to support his wife and three children. He spent all his evenings after work attending classes, hoping to improve himself so that he could one day find a better paying job. Except for Sundays, Father hardly ate a meal together with his family. He worked and studied very hard because he wanted to provide his family with the best money could buy.

Whenever the family complained that he was not spending enough time with them, he reasoned that he was doing all this for them. But he often yearned to spend more time with his family.

The day came when the examination results were announced. To his joy, Father passed, and with distinctions too! Soon after, he was offered a good job as a senior supervisor which paid handsomely.

Like a dream come true, Father could now afford to provide his family with life’s little luxuries like nice clothing, fine food and vacation abroad.However, the family still did not get to see father for most of the week. He continued to work very hard, hoping to be promoted to the position of manager. In fact, to make himself a worthily candidate for the promotion, he enrolled for another course in the open university.

Again, whenever the family complained that he was not spending enough time with them, he reasoned that he was doing all this for them. But he often yearned to spend more time with his family.

Father’s hard work paid off and he was promoted. Jubilantly, he decided to hire a maid to relieve his wife from her domestic tasks. He also felt that their three-room flat was no longer big enough, it would be nice for his family to be able to enjoy the facilities and comfort of a condominium. Having experienced the rewards of his hard work many times before, Father resolved to further his studies and work at being promoted again. The family still did not get to see much of him. In fact, sometimes Father had to work on Sundays entertaining clients. Again, whenever the family complained that he was not spending enough time with them, he reasoned that he was doing all this for them. But he often yearned to spend more time with his family.

As expected, Father’s hard work paid off again and he bought a beautiful condominium overlooking the coast of Singapore. On the first Sunday evening at their new home, Father declared to his family that he decided not to take anymore courses or pursue any more promotions. From then on he was going to devote more time to his family.Father did not wake up the next day.

THE END.

Sounds familiar? It is not wrong to work hard for your family. What wrong is when you have to work really hard for the rest of your life just to give luxuries to your family. It is wrong. Ever read the book Retire rich, Retire young? Read it. There are reasons why we have to retire young and be rich before we are too old. Time is valuable and is the only thing that you cant rewind. When we retire young, we can definitely have the time freedom to spend it with our loved ones. The most precious thing that any human would ask for is TIME. Yet most people love wasting their time doing nothing. And then complain of having not enough time.

And please stop the bullshit of "we don't have to be rich, it is not important. bla bla" I dare people who said that to be poor and broke and let their families suffer from it. Would they let their kids suffer because they don't have the money to buy them food? If they do, they are not human. Rethink your life's perspectives. 

The Eagle

Salam.

Its been so long that I haven't shared some motivational story here. Well, today I think I need to read one, so I am going to post one hehe. Hopefully whoever reads this story will feel better, just like I did :)

Once a farmer found an abandoned eagle's nest and in it was an egg still warm. He took the egg back to his farm and laid it in the nest of one of his hens. The egg hatched and the baby eagle grew up along with the other chickens. It pecked about the farmyard, scrabbling for grain. It spent its life within the yard and rarely looked up. When it was very old, one day it lifted up its head and saw above it a wonderful sight - an eagle soaring high above in the sky. Looking at it, the old creature sighed and said to itself, "If only I'd been born an eagle".

EAGLE VS CHICKEN

Moral of the story: we were all born the same, as beautiful babies. Our mindset is what make us different, some get us far in life, some get lost, and some died because of poor mindset and judgement. Change your mindset and follow your dream. Always think positive. You can be who you wanna be. Chicken or eagle, its your own choice.

The Power of ENCOURAGEMENT

Salam.

I need to share this to all of my friends and my business partners out there. Most of us need someone else to encourage us when we need any kind of approval. The truth is, we have to encourage ourselves in order to survive in this world. Or else, we are going down. So if you have a minute, do read this little story.

Dante Gabriel Rossetti, the famous 19th-century poet and artist, was once approached by an elderly man. The old fellow had some sketches and drawings that he wanted Rossetti to look at and tell him if they were any good, or if they at least showed potential talent.

Rossetti looked them over carefully. After the first few, he knew that they were worthless, showing not the least sign of artistic talent. But Rossetti was a kind man, and he told the elderly man as gently as possible that the pictures were without much value and showed little talent. He was sorry, but he could not lie to the man. The visitor was disappointed, but seemed to expect Rossetti’s judgment.

He then apologized for taking up Rossetti’s time, but would he just look at a few more drawings – these done by a young art student? Rossetti looked over the second batch of sketches and immediately became enthusiastic over the talent they revealed. “These,” he said, “oh, these are good. This young student has great talent. He should be given every help and encouragement in his career as an artist. He has a great future if he will work hard and stick to it.”

Rossetti could see that the old fellow was deeply moved. “Who is this fine young artist?” he asked. “Your son?” “No,” said the old man sadly. “It is me – 40 years ago. If only I had heard your praise then! For you see, I got discouraged and gave up – too soon.”

say this to yourself or anyone else. Its a small way to make your day/ your friend's day. jgn nada perli pulak,ade yg kene tampar nnt haha

Never ever let anyone's speech brings you down, and always appreciate people that lifts you up. You have to be firm of yourself and know how to handle your future. Know your talents and do not be afraid of people's judgments. The judgmental people will always be there, whether you are doing something or even sit still. They won't stop judging. Trust me. That's why sometimes ignorance is bliss. Ignore those negative people and surround yourself with positive ones. NEVER GIVE UP.

This is GOOD!

Salam.

Came across this inspiring story somewhere. Inspirational indeed.

An old story is told of a king in Africa who had a close friend with whom he grew up. The friend had a habit of looking at every situation that ever occurred in his life (positive or negative) and remarking, “This is good!”

One day the king and his friend were out on a hunting expedition. The friend would load and prepare the guns for the king. The friend had apparently done something wrong in preparing one of the guns, for after taking the gun from his friend, the king fired it and his thumb was blown off. Examining the situation the friend remarked as usual, “This is good!” To which the king replied, “No, this is NOT good!” and proceeded to send his friend to jail.

About a year later, the king was hunting in an area that he should have known to stay clear of. Cannibals captured him and took him to their village. They tied his hands, stacked some wood, set up a stake and bound him to the stake. As they came near to set fire to the wood, they noticed that the king was missing a thumb. Being superstitious, they never ate anyone that was less than whole. So untying the king, they sent him on his way.

As he returned home, he was reminded of the event that had taken his thumb and felt remorse for his treatment of his friend. He went immediately to the jail to speak with his friend. “You were right,” he said, “it was good that my thumb was blown off.” And he proceeded to tell the friend all that had just happened. “And so I am very sorry for sending you to jail for so long. It was bad for me to do this.”

“No,” his friend replied, “This is good!” “What do you mean,’This is good’? How could it be good that I sent my friend to jail for a year?” “If I had NOT been in jail, I would have been with you.”

- Author Unknown

Moral of the story: ALWAYS BE POSITIVE AND SEE THE GOOD IN EVERY SITUATION. SAVE YOURSELF FROM THE ANGER AND INAPPROPRIATE RESPONDS TOWARDS EVENTS THAT ARE NOT GOING YOUR WAY. BE GRATEFUL AND BE POSITIVE!

The Touchstone

Assalamualaikum w.b.t

I came across this little story somewhere..and it goes like this..

When the great library of Alexandria burned, the story goes, one book was saved. But it was not a valuable book; and so a poor man, who could read a little, bought it for a few coppers. The book wasn’t very interesting, but between its pages there was something very interesting indeed. It was a thin strip of vellum on which was written the secret of the “Touchstone”!

The touchstone was a small pebble that could turn any common metal into pure gold. The writing explained that it was lying among thousands and thousands of other pebbles that looked exactly like it. But the secret was this: The real stone would feel warm, while ordinary pebbles are cold.

So the man sold his few belongings, bought some simple supplies, camped on the seashore, and began testing pebbles.

He knew that if he picked up ordinary pebbles and threw them down again because they were cold, he might pick up the same pebble hundreds of times. So, when he felt one that was cold, he threw it into the sea. He spent a whole day doing this but none of them was the touchstone. Yet he went on and on this way. Pick up a pebble. Cold – throw it into the sea. Pick up another. Throw it into the sea.

The days stretched into weeks and the weeks into months. One day, however, about mid afternoon, he picked up a pebble and it was warm. He threw it into the sea before he realized what he had done. He had formed such a strong habit of throwing each pebble into the sea that when the one he wanted came along, he still threw it away.

MORAL OF THE STORY: So it is with opportunity. Unless we are vigilant, it’s easy to fail to recognize an opportunity when it is in hand and it’s just as easy to throw it away. WE MUST CHANGE OUR HABIT FROM NEGATIVE TO POSITIVE, SOMETIMES OPPORTUNITY DOESN'T KNOCK TWICE ON OUR DOOR:)