Filed under: Inspiration
Recently I came across a wonderful story. Call it folktale but it included an important message. The story signifies our worth in the eyes of our beloved ones. It also tells us, no matter what, we will always remain priceless. What is gone, is gone. Nobody gets to live life backward so its prudent to look ahead, because that is where our future lies Life is like a taxi.
Story:
Well-known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20.00 bill. In the room of 200, he asked, “Who would like this $20 bill?” Hands started going up.
He said, “I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this.” He proceeded to crumple the $20 dollar bill up. He then asked, “Who still wants it?” Still the hands were up in the air. “Well”, he replied, “What if I do this?” And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty. “Now who still wants it?” Still the hands went into the air. “My friends, we have all learned a very valuable lesson”, he said, “No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20.
Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless. But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still priceless…. and especially to those who love you.
The worth of our lives comes not in what we do or whom we know, but by WHO WE ARE. We should never ever forget that we are special.
humans tend to ignore little precious things. The things which used to give us unbridled happiness earlier turns into insignificant little things. And when that time comes, the need of the hour is to go back to the basics. The poem I would be sharing today is called daily survival kit which acts as a healthy reminder of our basics.
For the last one month, we have shared many wonderful poems. These poems manage to affect us in a positive way. Isn’t it surprising to find few well structured words managing to affect us in such a major way? Most of the times, these poems convey our innermost feelings of love, affection, strength, fear, longing ness amongst others. We almost, always, relate to a poem. It touches few chords here and there. Today I would be sharing a poem which is about “poem” itself.