Showing posts with label Education. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Education. Show all posts

Friday, December 14, 2012

Donkey

One day a donkey fell down into a large well. The owner, a farmer, heard the donkey's cry and found out the problem he had. The farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided the animal was too old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey.

The farmer invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to dump dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly.

After some time, while the others kept dumping dirt into the well, the farmer looked down the well. He was astonished at what he observed. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey would shake it off and take a step up after some part of his legs burried.

As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!

Friday, November 30, 2012

To My Parents

Father

When I was small, you took me by the hand.
Father you should know I finally understand.

You taught me wrong from right, and how to live.
You gave the greatest gift that one could give.

You never let me down, you made me strong.
When I made mistakes, when I was wrong.

Some days we'd laugh, and some days we'd fight.
Somehow you knew one day, I'd say you were right.

You're with me in every word I say, in every hour of every single day.
In all I do, I'm just a part of you.

You lived your life for us, that was your plan.
Those hands that never take, they worked the land.
Hands that never take, can only give.
And because of you, I know how to live.

You're with me in every word I say, in every hour of every single day.
In all I do, I'm just a part of you.

Father just one thing.
You always knew.
Every word you said to me was true.



Manowar





Kasih Ibu

Kasih ibu,
Kepada beta,
Tak terhingga sepanjang masa.

Hanya memberi,
Tak harap kembali,
Bagai sang surya, menyinari dunia.





I would like to dedicate these beautiful song lyrics to my parents. If we believe in reincarnation then I am sure I have done a lot of good things in my previous lives.







Friday, October 12, 2012

Who Are You ?

A young man went to a hermit, requesting to be his disciple.

The hermit asked, “Who are you?”
The young man replied, “I am vinaya. I am 37 years old. I come from a far place. I search for enlightenment. I have been traveling looking for an enlightened spiritual teacher.”
The hermit said, “You have told me your name, your age, your birth place, what you do, and your purpose ..., ““Who are you?”

The young man went back home.








Monday, October 1, 2012

Explanations

Explanation matters to those who seek answers. For others, it is merely a fuel for arguments.

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Little Fighter

Are you cryin' tonight ?
Are you feelin' alright ?

I'll tell the world that you were down on your luck.
You were one of the kind, one who would never give in.
Even when they put a price on your head.

Has anyone heard the tales you tell ?
Or seen the scars you wear ?
Did anyone speak up when you fell ?
Does anybody care ?

Rise again little fighter !
And let the world know the reason why !
Shine again little fighter !
And don't let them end the things you do !

And you were one with a cause and a reason to be.
You were a fighter for peace on this earth.
And you were never afraid, you put your life on the line
And you were always alone out on the sea.

Without a weapon in your hand you came to fight a war.
They took your life, but didn't know that you would never die.

Rise again little fighter !
And let the world know the reason why !
Shine again little fighter !
And don't let them end the things you do !

Are you feelin' alright ?
Cause I care, care.

Run along little fighter !
Oh cause I was there beside you, never stop believing.
So rise ! Rise ! RISE !

Rise again little fighter !
And let the world know the reason why !
Shine again little fighter !
And don't let them end the things you do !

Rise again little fighter (Don't stop believing)
And let the world know the reason why
Shine again little fighter (And keep on moving)
And don't 'em end things you do

Yeah, don't let 'em ever end the things you do



White Lion







Saturday, September 22, 2012

Children

And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, "Speak to us of Children."
And he said:

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.

You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.

You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.







Kahlil Gibran




Monday, September 17, 2012

Five Precepts Of Reiki

Firstly: Don't get angry today,
Secondly: Don't worry today,
Thirdly: Be grateful today,
Fourthly: Work diligently today,
Fifthly: Be kind to others today.

These are truly great teachings for cultivation
and discipline in keeping with those great teachings
of the ancient sages and the wise men.






Friday, September 14, 2012

Oneself

During the Great War between the Kurus' (sons of Dhrtarastra) side against the Pandava's (or Pandawa, sons of Pandhu, brother of Dhrtarastra) side, as was told in the epic Mahabharata Story, Arjuna (the third oldest of the Pandava), who saw all his friends and relatives standing with or against him (for it was a "civil" war) on the battlefield, told Krishna (or Krsna, the Supreme Personality of Godhead) he no longer wished to fight in the battle for his compassion.

Arjuna reasoned out that he did not desire victory nor royal happiness, he would rather live as a beggar than as a royal if being a royal meant having to slay his kinsmen. He added that they who had spiritual understanding would not kill.

Krishna explained Arjuna that those who are wise would not grieve. For each one is body and soul. While the body is an object of time, the soul is not. The soul (Jiva) is eternal. The ignorant grieve because they do not even know about the existence of the soul. They consider the bodies to be their mother, father, brother, or relative. And when the soul leaves the body, they consider their mother, father, brother or relative to be dead. One that had been enlightened understands that none would be killed and none would kill, since the soul is immortal.

Further Krishna explained that senses were related to the bodily perceptions that causes misery. When one had learned to tolerate he would be closer to attain Enlightenment. And as Aruba had been conscious of the Truth, he should embrace the nature of the self.

Your duty as a ksatriya (or satria) and there would be no better thing than accomplishing your responsibilities.



Adaptation from "Bhagavad Gita"








"What's so civil about war anyway?" - Guns 'N Roses.



Sunday, August 26, 2012

Jangan Menyerah

Tak ada manusia
Yang terlahir sempurna
Jangan kau sesali
Segala yang telah terjadi

Kita pasti pernah
Dapatkan cobaan yang berat
Seakan hidup ini
Tak ada artinya lagi

Reff 1:
Syukuri apa yang ada
Hidup adalah anugerah
Tetap jalani hidup ini
Melakukan yang terbaik

Tak ada manusia
Yang terlahir sempurna
Jangan kau sesali
Segala yang telah terjadi

Reff 1

Reff 2:
Tuhan pasti kan menunjukkan
Kebesaran dan kuasanya
Bagi hambanya yang sabar
Dan tak kenal putus asa



D'Masiv


Sunday, April 3, 2011

Conversation With The Death

He was not born in a wealthy family.
He was not raised on milk and cheese.
His parents could not afford to buy him things he wanted to have.

He learnt about no pain, no gain.
He learnt that success is a bowl of sweat and a drop of luck.
He worked hard, and he worked smart.
He traded his time for means to gain.
He saved his wealth, little by little.

He is wealthy.
He learnt that money can buy almost everything.
He knew that better things would come around.
He learnt life could still be far better.
He worked hard. and he worked smarter.
He saved his wealth, He saved again.


Man will never know when his life ends...


Death came knocking at his door.
Death said that it was his time.

He told Death that He might be mistaken.
He told Death that he was still at his Thirties.
He told Death that he was still healthy.

Death said his apology.
Death knew he was not ready.
Death said that they were to go immediately.

He asked Dealth for more time.
He offered Death half his wealth.
He told Dealth he had so much to trade.

Death told him his wealth means nothing.
Death said his apology.
Death told him they still have a long journey.

He pleaded for more time.
He offered Death all his worth.
He told Dealth that wants more time.


Death granted him time just a little time.


He used his time to write a note,
" Whoever get the chance to read this,
Live life to the fullest,
My billions could not buy me more time."

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Arthritis

A drunk was going home when met a priest that early morning. He asked the priest, "Father, what is the cause of arthritis ?"

The priest looking at the drunk answered, "Well, staying late at night causes arthritis, drinking alcoholic beverages causes arthritis, doing drugs causes arthritis, and free-sex practices causes arthritis."

Noticed that the drunk was quite in a shock, the priest asked happily but calmly, "Why did you ask?"

The drunk, still mesmerized, said, "I just read in the newspaper that the Pope has an arthritis."

Monday, March 14, 2011

Education - A Boy and A Butterfly

Once a little boy saw a multi-colored caterpillar in the garden. He picked it up and took it inside the house. The little boy got a jar from his mother and put his new pet inside.  He placed a twig and pour some green leaves inside the jar. He put the jar near the window where the sun ray find its way through the glass.

He was very enchanted by his new pet. He named it "Wormy" and found time to watch Wormy and dilligently poured green leaves for it every now and then.

One day the Wormy started acting strangely. The boy ran for his mother. She told him that the caterpillar was creating a cocoon (chrysalis) and how it would grow to be a butterfly. The little boy was relieved and also happy to understand that. He changed Wormy's name to Bullyfly.

After some time the cocoon was full. It was golden and shinny, and was hanging on the twig vertically.

The awed little boy checked for the next change eagerly and learned that something inside the metallic gold cocoon moved sometimes.

One day it happened a small opening appeared in the cocoon, and Bullyfly, now a butterfly, looked unhappy being trapped inside the cocoon. The butterfly struggled to get out of the cocoon by beating its wings against the cocoon. Once a while it stopped and then continued with the beating. The little boy was quite sure that Bullyfly didn't look as if it made a good progress and decided to help. He took the twig out of the jar, pried the cocoon open. The butterfly on his palm was wet, the body was swollen with small, shriveled wings. Satisfied, the little boy then gently replaced the butterfly into the jar.

The little boy continued to watch. And while his imagination of Bullyfly spreading his wings, changing to a beautiful color, and finally taking its flight played in his mind, Bullyfly, inside the jar, tried to crawl but the weight of his body and the under-developed wings gave it resistance beyond its strength.

Not surprisingly the little boy was horrified to see how a while later the butterfly stopped moving and died.

...

Later did the little boy learned that a butterfly need to struggle with its cocoon. The struggle strengthen its muscles and would enable it to push the fluid out of its body and into its wings.

Thursday, January 3, 2008

Educations - Be Just What You Are

The King was present when the "Messiah", composed by Handel, was performed for the first time in London. He felt a great religious feeling when the choir sang the part of "Alleluia" that he rose, out of the tradition, in awe of the great masterpiece performed before him.

Seeing this, the lords rose from their seats following the King. This was a sign for all audiences to stand on their feet.

Since then, it has been a necessity to rise everytime Alleluia is sung. Neglecting the state of being of those who are listening or the quality of performance.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Educations - The Great Rabbi

When a rabbi stepped up replacing his father, everyone started to say that he was not like his father at all.

"On the contrary", he said. "I am exactly like father. He never pretended to be anyone else. I never pretended to be anyone else either."

Educations - How To Be A Writer

A group of university students dearly requested Lewis Sinclair to give them a lecture. They told him that all of them wanted to be a writer.

Lewis Sinclair granted the request and he started the lecture by asking, "Who among all of you really want to be a writer?" All of the audiences raised their hands.

Lewis Sinclair continued by packing all of his notes into his pockets and saying "Then, there is no use of me speaking here. Just let me advise you to go home and write, write, and write ..." while walking out from the room.

Monday, December 3, 2007

Educations - Cats In The Cradle (Lyric)

My child arrived just the other day;
Came to the world in the usually way
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay.
He learned to walk while I was away.
He was talkin' 'fore I knew it.
And as he grew he said,
"I'm gonna be like you, Dad.
You know I'm gonna be like you."

Chorus :
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man on the moon.
"When you comin' home ?"
"Son, I don't know when.
We'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then."

Well, my son turned ten just the other day.
He said , "Thanks for the ball, Dad. Come on, let's play.
Could you teach me to throw ?" I said, "Not today.
I got a lot to do." He said, "That's okay."
And he walked away and he smiled and he said,
"You know,
I'm gonna be like him, yeah.
You know I'm gonna be like him."

Chorus

Well, he came from college just the other day,
So much like a man I just had to say,
"I'm proud of you. Could you sit for a while ?"
He shook his head and he said with a smile,
"What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys.
See you later. Can I have them please ?"

Chorus :

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man on the moon.
"When you comin?home, Son ?"
"I don't know when.
We'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then."

I've long since retired, my son's moved away.
I called him up just the other day.
"I'd like to see you, if you dont mind."
He said, "I'd love to, Dad, if I could find the time.
You see my new job's a hassle and the kids have the flu,
But it's sure nice talkin' to you, Dad.
It's been sure nice talkin' to you."

And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me,
He'd grown up just like me.
My boy was just like me.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Chorus


Artist: Ugly Kid Joe

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Human Natures - The Lessons

Little Johny was playing in the front yard with his friends. He got angry at his friend, so he shouted, "NO, NO, NO, DO NOT DO THAT, ...!"

Hearing that, his father who had been trying to teach him not to shout everytime he lose temper called him from inside of the house, "Little Johny, be calm and lower down your voice!"

Little Johny who was still yelling at his friends did not hear this. He said to his friends, "THE NEXT TIME YOU DO THAT, ...!" His father tried to catch attention raised his voice and called, "JOHNY!"

But Little Johny who was apparently still furious did not hear the calling well and kept shouting at his friends.

Thinking that he had a point to teach his son, Little Johny's father walked out to the front yard, slamed the door behind him that made all the kids terrified, and shouted at Little Johny, "DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME?" "I TOLD YOU TO BE CALM AND LOWER DOWN YOUR VOICE" "AND DON'T YOU REMEMBER THAT YOU JUST DON'T GO AND SHOUT TO EVERYONE EVEN IF THEY MAKE YOU ANGRY?"

Shocked and humiliated in front of his friends, Little Johny said, "I'm sorry Pops."