Colors of Life!!!!






Yesterday while taking walk in the morning in my garden,i found a butterfly lying in the water. She was trying hard to get out of water to save her life.
Her feathers were all wet and all her efforts were going in vain. Soon, she lost hope and lay there for a while. I reached for her and took her in my palm. She was unconscious.
As soon as i put her on my palm, all her color fades away and they wiped out of her body.
I took her to my patio . I switched on the fan and waited for few miniutes so that all water gets dried out.My hopes come alive and she opened her eyes.She was shivering also, so i get out to the sunshine.
In a few minutes, she was allright and she thanked me for saving her life.
She was very happy till the point she realized that she had lost all her colors during this incident.

She started crying. She started crying heavily. I tried to console her but she didn't even tried to listen me. She kept crying for some more time and she was worried that she won't be accepted by her family and society as she dont have colors.
I told her that color doesnt matter and she will be all fine but she was still worried.
Finally i makeup her mind and gave her strength and persuaded her to go back to her family. Though worried, i ask her to smile and go back with full heart open.

After few days, i noticed in my garden bunch of butterflies playing together. There i noticed a black and white one.

I kept on walking in the garden and i was just thinking of all of us who keep on fighting for color and race.....We can teach others but we are poor followers when it comes to go for what is right!!!!

New is one that is still being untouched by you..........

There's much more to life than what we think we deserve.......

THE BRICK

A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something.

As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door! He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown. The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car shouting, "What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing? That's a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did you do it?"

The young boy was apologetic. "Please, mister...please, I'm sorry but I didn't know what else to do," He pleaded. "I threw the brick because no one else would stop..." With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car. "It's my brother, "he said "He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up."

Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me." Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts. A quick look told him everything was going to be okay. "Thank you and may God bless you," the grateful child told the stranger.

Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy! push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home. It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar. The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door.

He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: "Don't go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!"

God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts.

Sometimes when we don't have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us.

It's our choice to listen or not.

God sends you flowers every spring.

He sends you a sunrise every morning Face it, friend - He is crazy about you!

God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow,sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.

If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.

Generosity : Can be life threatning.

Not always the good deeds done by us ends in good results, sometimes others have to pay.
I was going to my work in morning on my bike. I had to stop at a traffic signal due to red signal.
A woman came to me asking me for some money. She was holding an infant of not more than 3-4 months. I gave her 10 rupees. I watched her going in masses looking at that 10 rupees note. I dont know what she was thinking and what that 10 rupee note mean to her, but i hope that money might give her a bread for a time. The signal duration was about 2 minutes. Within no time , i found another guy of 8-10 yeara old in khaki pant that was almost black and nothing on top.He ask me for money. I refused. He keeps on saying me for that. I looked in different direction , i dont know why. he keeps on patting my knees for money and he was begging. I feel bad and again i gave him 10 rupees. By this time, it was almost 90 secs and traffic was abt to start in 30 secs. And then comes another beautiful kid. As much covered with dust as possible but having a glow in his eyes. a glow of getting 10 rupees may be. he was hardly 3 years. He came to my bike and ask me for money. At that time i had the money but the time was very less for him to get money and go back to a place where he can be safe from that traffic. I called for that other guy to take him back. Both were probably siblings. There were 15 seconds left in Signal to turn Green. I called him loduly to take him. He came and took that small angel by his hands and went to a safe place (A divider between that road that was wide enough for them to sit). It turned green and i move on to my work.

But this incident keeps me on reminding the same thing : My intention of doing good to others can led to a situation where they can be on life threatning turn. Sometimes we never know.
So, we have to look for a permanent solution. Giving money to people on road will not solve this problem anytime.We have to think, and more than just to think we have to act.

I can still remember that innocent face asking me for money. God saved me from a crime. A crime of killing someone. Crime of killing an angel.

A story about life..........about the bitter facts of life...........

It doesnt happened to me but its true.

I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.
The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll. Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around.. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now.
I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet.

I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?'' 'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose. My mommy loves white roses.'

A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

Please DO NOT DRINK & DRIVE.

Saving Me..............

Today no more words to describe this, it happened to us all the times and most of the time we are not even aware of that and its self explanatory.

Believe it or not........Someone somewhere is constantly guiding us and willing to take pain for us.

Don't complain..............Always be humble.............

Song of the Day : "If Everyone Cared" by Nickelback

Innocent thoughts from innocent minds...............
What they think about GOD, It seems they think of him like their friend.......
This is the best way to have a relationship with GOD.
Got this through mail and it must be shared with all of my friends...........
Enjoy..........

Smiles :)