Friday, August 24, 2007

The Young Lion

Yet again, the Friday Story I received from Jeff Keller is an amazing one. No need to add any more superlatives.
The Young Lion
By Orison S. Marden

A young lion, as the fable runs, was one day playing alone in the forest while his mother slept. As the different objects attracted his attention, he thought he would explore a bit and see what the great world beyond his home was like. Before he realized it, he had wandered so far that he could not find his way back. He was lost. Very much frightened, he ran frantically in every direction calling piteously for his mother, but no mother responded.
Weary with his wanderings, he did not know what to do, when a sheep, whose offspring had been taken from her, hearing his pitiful cries, made friends with the lost lion, and adopted him. The sheep became very fond of her foundling, which in a short while grew so much larger than herself that at times she was almost afraid of it.
The foster mother and her adopted lived very happily together, until one day a magnificent lion appeared, sharply outlined against the sky, on the top of an opposite hill. He shook his tawny inane and uttered a terrific roar, which echoed through the hills. The sheep mother stood trembling, paralyzed with fear.
But the moment this strange sound reached his ears, the young lion listened as though spellbound, and a strange feeling which he had never before experienced surged through his being until he was all a-quiver. The lion's roar had touched a chord in his nature that had never before been touched. It aroused a new force within him which he had never felt before. New desires, a strange new consciousness of power possessed him. A new nature stirred in him, and instinctively, without a thought of what he was doing, he answered the lion's call with a corresponding roar.
Trembling with mingled fear, surprise and bewilderment at the new powers aroused within him, the awakened animal gave his foster mother a pathetic glance, and then, with a tremendous leap, started toward the lion on the hill. The lost lion had found himself.
Up to this he had gamboled around his sheep mother just as though he were a lamb developing into a sheep, never dreaming he could do anything that his companions could not do, or that he had any more strength than the ordinary sheep. He never imagined that there was within him a power which would strike terror to the beasts of the jungle. He simply thought he was a sheep, and would run at the sight of a dog and tremble at the howl of a wolf. Now he was amazed to see the dogs, the wolves, and other animals which formerly had so terrified him flee from him.
There is in every normal human being a Sleeping lion. It is just a question of arousing it, just a question of something happening that will awaken us, stir the depths of our being, and arouse the sleeping power within us. Just as the young lion, after it had once discovered that it was a lion would never again be satisfied to live the life of a sheep, when we discover that we are more than mere clay, when we at last become conscious that we are more than human, that we are gods in the making, we shall never again be satisfied to live the life of common clods of earth. We shall feel a new sense of power welling up within us, a power which we never before dreamed we possessed, and never he quite the same again, never again he content with low-flying ideals, with a cheap success. Ever after we will aspire. We will look up, struggle up and on to higher and ever higher planes.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Orison Swett Marden, (1850-1924) founder of Success Magazine, is also considered to be the founder of the modern success movement in America. He certainly bridged the gap between the old, narrow notions of success and the new, more comprehensive models made popular by best-selling authors such as Napoleon Hill, Clement Stone, Dale Carnegie, Og Mandino, Earl Nightingale, Norman Vincent Peale, and today's authors Stephen R.Covey, Anthony Robbins, and Brian Tracy.

Sunday, August 19, 2007

The Boss

Last week was so hectic that the calender sheet looked as a blur. Clock hands whirred like the wheels of a racing car. I was almost tired but happy with what was achieved. There are times when one aspect of our life takes on such a monstrous proportion that everything else takes back seat. Right now it's work. But I am beginning to get on top of things and by Monday should be in control. Well, enough excuse for not writing a single sensible post in a week, I guess.
But with a blog title such as this, I shouldn't complain. Here's a gem that brought a wide grin and it lingered for a long time right in the middle of all that work.
One day a senior manager, junior manager were travelling with their boss when they find an old lamp. One among them rub the lamp and immediately a genie appears and says: "normally three wishes are fulfilled for one,but as you are three let me grant one wish for each of you..."

The senior manager with full enthusiasm takes the initiative and asks "I want to be in a ship, away from everyone enjoying the beauty...." and the Sr. Mgr disappers.
Now the Junior manager eagerly says, "I want to be in florida with beautiful girls,wine and everthing...." and the Jr. Mgr disappers.

At last the Boss speaks out, "I want them back at their work by sharp 12:35pm"

Moral of the story: Always let the Boss speak first.

Thursday, August 09, 2007

If life is coffee...

Have you noticed that as we get along in life and career, over a period of time, we change the way we look at things. Sometimes even we are surprised about how much we have changed. Most people ( like me!) get their minds coloured by events, people & experiences.
In the race to achieve what we want, slowly we get addicted to the struggle. We get so intoxicated with the ladder that took us to wherever we are now that we don't pause to relish what we have achieved. We strive to outgrow the ladder. We forget why we started the race in the first place. The relentless race takes us along, the momentum carrying us through it all.

Think about this...

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.
When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said:
"If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for each of you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups and were eyeing each other's cups. Now if life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups.They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of Life doesn't change. Some times, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it."

So, don't let the cups drive you... Enjoy the coffee instead!

Sunday, August 05, 2007

The root cause

Right now, at work, I am amidst a lot of activities on improvement & corrective actions. This forward hit it right on the spot!

Two kangaroos were living in a zoo pen with a 20-foot high fence. One morning, both kangaroos were found wandering around the zoo, and were quickly put back in their pen, and the fence was put up to 30 feet. Next morning, they were found outside again, so the fence was made 40 feet high. The fence got up to 60 feet, and still the kangaroos were outside in the morning.

One kangaroo says to the other, "How high will they make this fence, do you think?"

"Don't know," says the second. "Depends when they discover they're not locking the gate."

Friday, August 03, 2007

An important question

Sowmya had raised this question " What do you do if you know that today is ur last day in this world and why?" This was in reply to my comment to her post titled "இறப்பை வரவேற்க்கத் தயாராவோமா? " Not an easy question to field. Hats off to her for such hard hitting posts! Here is my response:
Ok, with due respect to the subject, this might get lengthy but I guess you wouldn't mind!
First of all, there will be no thought to relax or sleep. Benjamin Franklin put it nicely, "there will be plenty of time to sleep when you are dead!"

Then it's time to address the priorities - family, friends and dear ones - telling them how much I have always loved them. To me, this would be of utmost importance. There are times when other priorities of much lesser importance than those individuals have eclipsed my love for those who matter the most ...we tend to be careless in hurting, putting things ahead of people ... but now here is the last chance ...not that I have gone around hurting a lot of them... people who know me can vouch that I am the nicest person on earth :-) Still I know there are a few mending work to be completed!

Then, there will be actions related to what Mel Gibson said in Braveheart " Every one of us will die, but so few of us really live" So living those moments to the fullest again relates to people for me...so I would seek to be among the people dearest to me till...I don't own a single rupee to anyone, not a single materialistic activity pending - so its people, people & people all through.
And then, like Robin Sharma suggests, it will be time to plunge into these five questions to delve deep and become more philosophical about what truly counts / have counted in life: Did I dream richly? Did I live fully? Did I learn to let go? Did I love well? Did I tread lightly on earth and leave it better than I found it?

But, fear? Will I be afraid? I believe Sri Sri Ravi Shankarji when he says "Fear is an expression of the past reflecting the future of the present. When people deny fear, they become egocentric; when they recognize and accept fear, they go beyond it - they become free from it"

I guess that's it. Not very exciting by today's standards, but that's exactly how I would like it to be.

Phew!!! As this Chinese saying goes, " the best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago, but the second best time is today" Well, I have quite a few euphemistic trees to plant!. See ya.