It was a beautiful spring day, a red rose blossomed in a forest. Many kinds of trees and plants grew there. As the rose looked around, a pine tree nearby said, “What a beautiful flower. I wish I was that lovely.” Another tree said, “Dear pine, do not be sad, we can not have everything.”
The rose turned its head and remarked, “It seems that I am the most beautiful plant in this forest.” A sunflower raised its yellow head and asked, “Why do you say that? In this forest there are many beautiful plants. You are just one of them.”
The red rose replied, “I see everyone looking at me and admiring me.” Then the rose looked at a cactus and said, “Look at that ugly plant full of thorns!” The pine tree said, “Red rose, what kind of talk is this? Who can say what beauty is, you have thorns too.”
The proud red rose looked angrily at the pine and said, “I thought you had good taste! You do not know what beauty is at all. You can not compare my thorns to that of the cactus.”
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The house with the golden windows
The little girl lived in a small, very simple, poor house on a hill and as she grew she would play in the small garden and as she grew she was able to see over the garden fence and across the valley to a wonderful house high on the hill – and this house had golden windows, so golden and shining that the little girl would dream of how magic it would be to grow up and live in a house with golden windows instead of an ordinary house like hers.
And although she loved her parents and her family, she yearned to live in such a golden house and dreamed all day about how wonderful and exciting it must feel to live there.
When she got to an age where she gained enough skill and sensibility to go outside her garden fence, she asked her mother is she could go for a bike ride outside the gate and down the lane. After pleading with her, her mother finally allowed her to go, insisting that she kept close to the house and didn’t wander too far. The day was beautiful and the little girl knew exactly where she was heading! Down the lane and across the valley, she rode her bike until she got to the gate of the golden house across on the other hill.
As she dismounted her bike and lent it against the gate post, she focused on the path that lead to the house and then on the house itself…and was so disappointed as she realised all the windows were plain and rather dirty, reflecting nothing other than the sad neglect of the house that stood derelict.
So sad she didn’t go any further and turned, heart broken as she remounted her bike … As she glanced up she saw a sight to amaze her…there across the way on her side of the valley was a little house and its windows glistened golden …as the sun shone on her little home.
She realised that she had been living in her golden house and all the love and care she found there was what made her home the ‘golden house’. Everything she dreamed was right there in front of her nose!
A voyaging ship was wrecked during a storm at sea and only two of the men on it were able to swim to a small, desert like island.
The two survivors who have been a good friends, not knowing what else to do, agreed that they had no other recourse but to pray to God. However, to find out whose prayer was more powerful, they agreed to divide the territory between them and stay on opposite sides of the island.
The first thing they prayed for was food. The next morning, the first man saw a fruit-bearing tree on his side of the land, and he was able to eat its fruit. The other man’s parcel of land remained barren.
After a week, the first man was lonely and he decided to pray for a wife. The next day, another ship was wrecked, and the only survivor was a woman who swam to his side of the land. On the other side of the island, there was nothing.
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poor and old farmer lived in a village. He had a beautiful and young wife.. The young wife always yearned to enjoy life by going to fairs and by spending a lot of money on finery. But due to his old age arid feeble health, the old farmer hardly left his house and did not earn more than that which was necessary. So the young wife often felt sad. The couple often fought each other.
One day, a rogue overheard their quarrel and saw the young wife running out of the house in tears. He followed her and then approached her to talk.
“Dear, I overheard your quarrel with your old husband. You are very beautiful and young and the old man cannot fulfil your desires for fun and finery. I am a widower looking for a wife. I have a lot of money but no one to spend it on. So, why don’t you leave the old man and accompany me to the city ? We will start a new, blissful life
To his suggestion, the young wife readily agreed. That night she gathered all her fine clothes and a substantial amount of jewellery and money and left with the rogue for the city.
Early next morning, they reached a river on the outskirts the city. Then the rogue addressed the young woman:
“Dear, please stay here on this bank while I swim to the other side and arrange for a boat to get you across. Hand over your jewellery and money to me, for seeing you alone, some bandit may try to take it away from you.”
The young woman handed over the parcel of jewellery and money to the rogue and he left her on the river bank. The rogue had got what he wanted so he did not come back.
Now, it was noon but there was no sign of the rogue and the young woman grew impatient as she sat waiting by the riverside. Just then a jackal came to the river bank with a large chunk of meat in his mouth. He spotted a large fish in the river water and in the greed of catching the fish he dropped the meat on the river bank. A hawk promptly swooped on the meat and flew away. The hawk’s movement alerted the fish and it too fled to the river bed. Thus, the jackal was left with nothing to eat.
Seeing this the young wife laughed and said, “You fool, now you have neither the fish nor the meat to fill
your hungry stomach.”
At this the Jackal sneered at the young woman and said, “I am no different than you, for you have lost more than me.”
“How is that?” enquired the perplexed woman.
“You have lost your husband, your lover and your money. No one is as pitiable as you.”
Desire for more may let you lose what you already posses.
In ancient Greece, Socrates was reputed to hold knowledge in high esteem. One day an acquaintance met the great philosopher and said, Do you know what I just heard about your friend?
Hold on a minute, Socrates replied. Before telling me anything I did like you to pass a little test. Its called the Triple Filter Test.
That’s right, Socrates continued. Before you talk to me about my friend, it might be a good idea to take a moment and filter what you’re going to say. That’s why I call it the triple filter test. The first filter is Truth. Have you made absolutely sure that what you are about to tell me is true?
No, the man said, Actually I just heard about it and …
All right, said Socrates. So you don’t really know if its true or not. Now lets try the second filter, the filter of Goodness. Is what you are about to tell me about my friend something good?
No, on the contrary
So, Socrates continued, you want to tell me something bad about him, but you’re not certain its true. You may still pass the test though, because there’s one filter left: the filter of Usefulness. Is what you want to tell me about my friend going to be useful to me?
No, not really
Well, concluded Socrates, if what you want to tell me is neither true nor good nor even useful, why tell it to me at all?