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Arthur Ashe, the legendary Wimbledon player was dying of AIDS which he got due to infected blood he received during a heart surgery in 1983. From world over, he received letters from his fans, one of which conveyed: "Why does GOD have to select you for such a bad disease"? To this Arthur Ashe replied: The world over -- 50,000,000 children start playing tennis, 5,000,000 learn to play tennis, 500,000 learn professional tennis, 50,000 come to the circuit, 5000 reach the grand slam, 50 reach Wimbledon, 4 to semi final, 2 to the finals, When I was holding a cup I never asked GOD "Why me?". And today in pain I should not be asking GOD "Why me?"   So if God chooses u for something bad, dont curse him... 'cuz at some point of time, he would have choosen u for something gud also.... Always have a positive atitude!!!

On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the supermarket to buy the remaining of the gift I didn't Manage to buy earlier. When I saw all the people there, I started to complain to myself," It is going to take forever here and I still have so Many other places to go. Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year. How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake Up after it..." Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and There I started to curse the prices, wondering if after all kids really Play with such expensive toys. While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small Boy of about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest. He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked so sad. I wondered who this doll was for. 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 t

Pencil : I'm sorry.... Eraser : For what? You didn't do anything wrong. Pencil : I'm sorry cos you get hurt bcos of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time. Eraser : That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad. :) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are the pencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way... they get hurt, and become smaller (older, and eventually pass on). Though their children will eventually find someone new

A woman came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find her 5-year old son waiting for her at the door. SON: 'Mummy, may I ask you a question?' MUM: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the woman. SON: 'Mummy, how much do you make an hour?' MUM: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the woman said angrily. SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?' MUM: 'If you must know, I make Rs. 50 an hour.' SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down. SON: 'Mummy, may I please borrow Rs.25?' The mother was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.' The little boy quietly went to his roo

There is a special place in life, that needs my humble skill, A certain job I'm meant to do, which no one else can fulfill The time will be demanding, and the pay is not too good And yet I wouldn't change it for a moment -- even if I could There is a special place in life, a goal I must attain, A dream that I must follow, because I won't be back again. There is a mark that I must leave, however small it seems to be, A legacy of love for those who follow after me There is a special place in life, that only I may share, A little path that bears my name, awaiting me somewhere. There is a hand that I must hold, a word that I must say, A smile that I must give for there are tears to blow away There is a special place in life that I was meant to fill A sunny spot where flowers grow, upon a windy hill There's always a tomorrow and the best is yet to be, And somewhere in this world, I know there is a place for me

I've dreamed many dreams that never came true, I've seen them vanish at dawn, But I've realized enough of my dreams thank the Lord, To make me want to dream on, I've prayed many prayers when no answer came, Though I've waited patient and long, But answers have come to enough of my prayers, To make me keep praying on, I've trusted many a friend that failed, And left me to weep alone, But I've found enough of my friends that are really true, That will make me keep trusting on. I've sown many seeds that have fallen by the way, For the birds to feed upon, But I've held enough golden sheaves in my hand, To make me keep sowing on. I've drunk from the cup of disappointment and pain, I've gone many days without song, But I've sipped enough nectar from the Roses of Life, To make me keep living on!