Showing posts with label Inspirational Stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Inspirational Stories. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Pink Ribbon Month & Me

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I think it's not too late for me to say "Happy Pink Month" to all women in whole world especially to my fellow blogger friend! I don't need to explain more since you can google it up and find thousand articles about this month of breast cancer awareness. 

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So ladies, have you done the BSE ( Breast Self-Examination)? Well, I have to thank my dear blogger friend, Just because her recent post remind me of it.So, if you have not yet perform it at home, hurray-up do it soon. If you don't know how to do it, check out this link---->BSE 

Some women might say, what for? It's not like it can save us from death. Yes, it will not but at least we can detect any early symptom that might give us more chance to be curable than doing nothing at all. Moreover it show that we are responsible of our own body and health. I really am not keen with people who surrender before fighting. I always adore those women who suffered with breast cancer that keep fighting and never lost hope till the very end though it seem like they were in loose end. We have a lot to learn from them; their courage, their determination and their will to survive..Those women really are amazing!

This year, the Pink Ribbon Day fall on 24th October (next monday) so show your support ladies! Those who want to donate, you can go to and make your donation. Pssttt, I donateD all my not much earning from surveyhead to Susan G. Komen Organization, one of organization that actively involved in Breast Cancer campaign though I did wish I donate it to local organization instead..Ya, it's not much but at least I did my part..

Boss is here, so gotta go! Happy Tuesday Everyone!

Friday, June 3, 2011

Temper Control

For today, I wanna share this motivation story for all those people who have problem in controlling their temper and hopefully after you read it you will find in your heart the strength to fight those temper from unleash.
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 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 days 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.
Make sure you control your temper the next time you are tempted to say something you will regret later.

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I have encountered lots of people with a bad temper, who said and did mean things and regret it later when the damage is done. Some of them hardly apologize for the damage they cause and go on with their life without thinking the consequence of their temper to the others. I have to admit that me too have those bad temper years ago, when I was younger, reckless and naive but over years I saw the damage of bad temper done to people emotionally and physically, I matured, wise up and thanks to almighty God I managed to control my temper, got rid all of those temper and replace it with understanding instead.

I don't have particular method how I did it. All I can remember is I just don't want to lose my temper after I witness an incident with horrible consequence of people losing control that terrified me. I cannot tell about the incident because it's not my right. My point here is, I forbid myself from losing my temper by thinking of the those incident and thinking of hurt that I might implicate to others by doing so. Losing control backfires all around - for the person and for those around you! Imagine that.

Not once but many times I was tempted to lose my temper especially among my husband family and relative who likes to look down on me and during negotiation with customer or supplier of my company but I reined it by doing the following:- 
  1. Take a deep breathe
  2. Think of the consequence to other
  3. try to understand them by putting myself to their position - ask question such as why they keep pushing? what they feel if I snap to them and said this mean word? will they forgive me if I did so?
  4. Remember that violence and hurt can't solve anything but bring more of it
  5. think of my loves one - my kids smiling face, of course
It's not easy, but it's not as hard as well. Most important is your heart intention because everything comes from our sincere heart will turn out to be good result.

P/S:- Above is my personal tips on controlling my temper, it's not from expert advice or what so ever and feel free to suggest more ways! Peace No War!

Monday, January 10, 2011

Great Marriage story

I just want to share this amazing story that read from this link :~ AcademicTips Blog
Here is the story that I picked :~

My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.
Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.
I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband, is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.
One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.
“Why?” he asked, shocked. “I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!” I answered. He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times. My feeling of disappointment only increased, here was a man who can’t even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him? And finally he asked me:” What can I do to change your mind?”
Somebody said it right, it’s hard to change a person’s personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him. Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered : “Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let’s say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me?” He said :” I will give you your answer tomorrow….” My hopes just sank by listening to his response.
I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes…. My dear, “I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further..” This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.
“When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs. You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you. You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way. You always have the cramps whenever your “good friend” approaches every month, I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.
You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom. You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand… and tell you the color of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your young face… Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do… I could not pick that flower yet, and die.. ”
My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting… and as I continue on reading… “Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk… I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread….
Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone…
That’s life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.
Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model, it could be the most dull and boring form.. . flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands… and that’s our life… Love, not words win arguments… 

This story really touched my heart and I hope it will touch many more..

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Fifteen Things God Won’t Ask..

God won’t ask what kind of car you drove, but will ask how many people you drove who didn’t have transportation. God won’t ask the square footage of your house, but will ask how many people you welcomed into your home.
God won’t ask about the fancy clothes you had in your closet, but will ask how many of those clothes helped the needy.
God won’t ask about your social status, but will ask what kind of class you displayed.
God won’t ask how many material possessions you had, but will ask if they dictated your life.
God won’t ask what your highest salary was, but will ask if you compromised your character to obtain that salary.
God won’t ask how much overtime you worked, but will ask if you worked overtime for your family and loved ones.
God won’t ask how many promotions you received, but will ask how you promoted others.
God won’t ask what your job title was, but will ask if you reformed your job to the best of your ability.
God won’t ask what you did to help yourself, but will ask what you did to help others.
God won’t ask how many friends you had, but will ask how many people to whom you were a true friend.
God won’t ask what you did to protect your rights, but will ask what you did to protect the rights of others.
God won’t ask in what neighborhood you lived, but will ask how you treated your neighbors.
God won’t ask about the color of your skin, but will ask about the content of your character.
God won’t ask how many times your deeds matched your words, but will ask how many times they didn’t. 

My POV :~
# We might not perfect and to do all the qualities above seem impossible to accomplish since we're not a saint but at least we can try..

Million Thanks to:---> inspirational stories for sharing awesome story/quotes !! 

Tuesday, November 23, 2010


The story :~
A woman came out of her house and saw 3 old men with long white beard in her front yard. She did not recognize them. She said, " I don't think I know you but you must be hungry. Please come in and have something to eat."
" Is the man of house home ?", they asked.
" No, he is out ", she replied.
" Then we cannot come in, " they replied.

In the evening when her husband home, she told him what happened.
" Go and tell them I am home and I invite them in !"
The woman went out and invited the men in.
" we do not come to the house together, " they replied.
" why is that ?" she asked.
One of the old men explained. " His name is wealth, " he said pointing to one of his friend, and said pointing to another one, " He is success and I am love." Then he added, " Now go in and discuss with your husband which one of us you want in your home."

The woman went in and told her husband what was said. Her  husband was overjoyed. " How nice!!" he said.
" Since that is the case, let us invite the wealth. Let him come and fill our home with wealth!!!!"
His wife disagreed. " My dear, why don't we invite success??"
Their daughter-in-law was listening from the other corner of the house. She jumped in with her own suggestion, " would it not better to invite Love? Our home will then be filled with love!!!"

" Let us heed our daughter-in-law's advice," said the husband to his wife.
" Go out and invite Love to be our guest".
The woman went out and asked the 3 old men, " which one of you is Love? Please come in and be our guest".
Love got up and started walking toward the house. The other 2 also got up and followed him. Surprised, the woman asked Wealth and Success, " I only invited Love. Why are you coming in?"
The old men replied together, " If you had invited Wealth or Success, the other 2 of us would've stayed out. But since you invited love, wherever he goes, we go with him. Wherever there is Love, there also Wealth and Success!!!"

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