Wishing to encourage her young son's progress on the piano,
a mother took her boy to a Paderewski concert.
After they were seated, the mother spotted a friend in the
audience and walked down the aisle to greet her. Seizing the
opportunity to explore the wonders of the concert hall, the
little boy rose and eventually explored his way through a door
marked "NO ADMITTANCE."
When the houselights dimmed and the concert was about to begin,
the mother returned to her seat and discovered that the child was
missing. Suddenly, the curtains parted and spotlights focused on
the impressive Steinway on stage.
In horror, the mother saw her little boy sitting at the keyboard,
innocently picking out "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star."
At that moment, the great piano master made his entrance, quickly
moved to the piano, and whispered in the boy's ear, "Don't quit.
Keep playing." Then leaning over, Paderewski reached down with
his left hand and began filling in a bass part. Soon his right arm
reached around to the other side of the child and he added a
running obbligato.
Together, the old master and the young novice transformed a
frightening situation into a wonderfully creative experience.
And the audience was mesmerized.
Whatever our situation in life and history--however outrageous,
however desperate, DON'T QUIT. There is always a solution.
You have the power to transform any problem into a way to
mesmerize your audience...
- Author unknown -
Posted by Priya Deelchand
Sunday, September 26, 2010
The Smiling Old Lady (Posted by Priya Deelchand)
I know a smiling old lady, who says she has made
it a life habit to expect, every morning when she
awakes, to have a glorious day.
She says she looks toward the coming day as she
would toward a journey she was taking, and she is
always expecting some new delight, some wonderful
experience.
She says that the very thought that the day holds
beautiful things in store for those who expect them,
for those who believe they are coming to them, has
been a constant inspiration.
It has helped to bring her the very things she expects.
If we want to be happy, we must hold the mental
attitude which will produce happiness. If we want
to be strong, we must refuse to harbor these forebodings,
these pet superstitions, these haunting fears which
weaken us.
We must flood our minds with such a current of faith
and courage and expectation, that there will not be
room for the negative thoughts.
We must march straight ahead secure in that faith
which casted out fear.
- Author unknown-
Posted by Priya Deelchand
it a life habit to expect, every morning when she
awakes, to have a glorious day.
She says she looks toward the coming day as she
would toward a journey she was taking, and she is
always expecting some new delight, some wonderful
experience.
She says that the very thought that the day holds
beautiful things in store for those who expect them,
for those who believe they are coming to them, has
been a constant inspiration.
It has helped to bring her the very things she expects.
If we want to be happy, we must hold the mental
attitude which will produce happiness. If we want
to be strong, we must refuse to harbor these forebodings,
these pet superstitions, these haunting fears which
weaken us.
We must flood our minds with such a current of faith
and courage and expectation, that there will not be
room for the negative thoughts.
We must march straight ahead secure in that faith
which casted out fear.
- Author unknown-
Posted by Priya Deelchand
Trust Yourself (Posted by Priya Deelchand)
A young man, a graduate of a large university, after searching
for several months for a job, became discouraged.
He was too proud to ask for assistance. He had worked his way
through college and had no reserve capital; he had practically
nothing but his diploma and his courage; and now his courage had
left him.
He had gone 2 days without food, and had been obliged to give up
his room because he couldn't pay his rent. He had slept upon a park
bench for several nights. It seemed to him that the bottom had
dropped out of everything. He didn't see any use in a college
education, and felt that the world didn't have any use for him
or any place for him.
He was completely obsessed by discouragement, and by a frightful
fit of the "blues," which had stuck by him for days, balking his
efforts at hunting for a job. He couldn't see any light in the future,
or any prospects ahead.
He had a horror of finally drifting into the ranks of the unfit
and the failures. His clothes became faded and wrinkled from
constant wear without change. He couldn't keep himself in a
presentable condition, and he was turned down everywhere.
At last he got a job washing dishes in a cheap restaurant, which
at least provided him with his meals; but he continued to sleep in
the park.
One night, in the midst of his wretchedness, he had a sort of
vision. He saw emblazoned in letters of fire across the sky these
words:
"Trust yourself."
He slept no more that night. At dawn he got up from the bench,
went to a watering trough and washed his face and hands and shaved
himself as best he could. He made friends with a bootblack who
allowed him to polish his shoes.
Then he set forth determined to get a position that very day.
Fortified by his vision he did not go slinking into any office
as though he had been a thief; but he entered with an air of
confidence, of expectation.
There was grit in his very expression.
That day he got a place.
It was not what he wanted, but it was something, an opening wedge.
Best of all, he had solved a problem; he had learned the great
lesson of trusting himself, of believing in his own powers.
The vision of that night never left him.
This young man has climbed to an enviable position today, and
he says he owes it all to his vision, "Trust yourself." All his
early life he had been a victim of diffidence. He had suffered
greatly in school and college.
The calling of his name for recitation was like sticking a knife
into him. He had never dared get up in any public meeting.
It paralyzed him to think of being singled out, of having attention
called to him. Although he had ability, he gradually became so
disheartened that he didn't believe he could succeed under any
circumstances.
He accepted as a fact the estimate that discouragement pointed
out to him. It kept whispering to him that he could never do that
which he was undertaking, that there was no use in trying.
But once with his feet on the upgrade, he began to awaken to
his powers. He began to trust himself more and more, instead of
standing back or relying upon others.
This self-trust has grown until now this man is so self-reliant
and has such a vigorous initiative, that no one would dream he had
ever been a victim of timidity and discouragement.
The "Know yourself" of the Greek sages is but another expression
of this universal truth. We say today, "He can who thinks he can."
"Didn't dare to begin" would make a good epitaph for multitudes
of people.
"He was discouraged" is on the tombstones of countless others.
- Author unknown -
Posted by Priya Deelchand
for several months for a job, became discouraged.
He was too proud to ask for assistance. He had worked his way
through college and had no reserve capital; he had practically
nothing but his diploma and his courage; and now his courage had
left him.
He had gone 2 days without food, and had been obliged to give up
his room because he couldn't pay his rent. He had slept upon a park
bench for several nights. It seemed to him that the bottom had
dropped out of everything. He didn't see any use in a college
education, and felt that the world didn't have any use for him
or any place for him.
He was completely obsessed by discouragement, and by a frightful
fit of the "blues," which had stuck by him for days, balking his
efforts at hunting for a job. He couldn't see any light in the future,
or any prospects ahead.
He had a horror of finally drifting into the ranks of the unfit
and the failures. His clothes became faded and wrinkled from
constant wear without change. He couldn't keep himself in a
presentable condition, and he was turned down everywhere.
At last he got a job washing dishes in a cheap restaurant, which
at least provided him with his meals; but he continued to sleep in
the park.
One night, in the midst of his wretchedness, he had a sort of
vision. He saw emblazoned in letters of fire across the sky these
words:
"Trust yourself."
He slept no more that night. At dawn he got up from the bench,
went to a watering trough and washed his face and hands and shaved
himself as best he could. He made friends with a bootblack who
allowed him to polish his shoes.
Then he set forth determined to get a position that very day.
Fortified by his vision he did not go slinking into any office
as though he had been a thief; but he entered with an air of
confidence, of expectation.
There was grit in his very expression.
That day he got a place.
It was not what he wanted, but it was something, an opening wedge.
Best of all, he had solved a problem; he had learned the great
lesson of trusting himself, of believing in his own powers.
The vision of that night never left him.
This young man has climbed to an enviable position today, and
he says he owes it all to his vision, "Trust yourself." All his
early life he had been a victim of diffidence. He had suffered
greatly in school and college.
The calling of his name for recitation was like sticking a knife
into him. He had never dared get up in any public meeting.
It paralyzed him to think of being singled out, of having attention
called to him. Although he had ability, he gradually became so
disheartened that he didn't believe he could succeed under any
circumstances.
He accepted as a fact the estimate that discouragement pointed
out to him. It kept whispering to him that he could never do that
which he was undertaking, that there was no use in trying.
But once with his feet on the upgrade, he began to awaken to
his powers. He began to trust himself more and more, instead of
standing back or relying upon others.
This self-trust has grown until now this man is so self-reliant
and has such a vigorous initiative, that no one would dream he had
ever been a victim of timidity and discouragement.
The "Know yourself" of the Greek sages is but another expression
of this universal truth. We say today, "He can who thinks he can."
"Didn't dare to begin" would make a good epitaph for multitudes
of people.
"He was discouraged" is on the tombstones of countless others.
- Author unknown -
Posted by Priya Deelchand
A true friend... (posted by Priya Deelchand)
An ordinary friend has never seen you cry.
A true friend has had a wet shoulder from your tears.
An ordinary friend does not know your parents' first names.
A true friend probably has their phone number written down
as well.
An ordinary friend brings a bottle of wine to your party.
A true friend shows up early to help you prepare...
and stays late to help clean up.
An ordinary friend gets upset when you call late.
A true friend asks why you weren't able to call earlier.
An ordinary friend likes to listen to your problems.
A true friend likes to help you solve them.
An ordinary friend behaves like a guest and waits to be
served when he or she visits.
A true friend goes to the fridge and serves himself.
An ordinary friend thinks your friendship is over after a
quarrel.
A true friend knows that friendships get stronger after a
quarrel.
An ordinary friend always expects you to be there to help out.
A true friend is always there to help you out.
A true friend?
Someone who sticks with you when everyone else abandons you.
"A friend is someone I can be sincere with, someone I can
think out loud to."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
- Author unknown-
Posted by Priya Deelchand
A true friend has had a wet shoulder from your tears.
An ordinary friend does not know your parents' first names.
A true friend probably has their phone number written down
as well.
An ordinary friend brings a bottle of wine to your party.
A true friend shows up early to help you prepare...
and stays late to help clean up.
An ordinary friend gets upset when you call late.
A true friend asks why you weren't able to call earlier.
An ordinary friend likes to listen to your problems.
A true friend likes to help you solve them.
An ordinary friend behaves like a guest and waits to be
served when he or she visits.
A true friend goes to the fridge and serves himself.
An ordinary friend thinks your friendship is over after a
quarrel.
A true friend knows that friendships get stronger after a
quarrel.
An ordinary friend always expects you to be there to help out.
A true friend is always there to help you out.
A true friend?
Someone who sticks with you when everyone else abandons you.
"A friend is someone I can be sincere with, someone I can
think out loud to."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
- Author unknown-
Posted by Priya Deelchand
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