TRUST

A little girl and her father were crossing a bridge. The father was kind of scared so he asked his little

 daughter, “Sweetheart, please hold my hand so that you don’t fall into the river.” The little girl said,

 

 “No, Dad. You hold my hand.” “What’s the difference?” Asked the puzzled father… 

“There’s a big difference,” replied the little girl. “If I hold your hand and something happens to me, 

chances are that I may let your hand go. But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what happens, you will never let my hand go.” 

In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind, but in its bond. 

So hold the hand of the person whom you love rather than expecting them to hold yours . . . of Trust

The Father's Eyes

This teenager lived alone with his father, and the two of them had a very special relationship. Even though the son was always on the bench, his father was always in the stands cheering. He never missed a game.This young man was still the smallest of the class when he entered high school. But his father continued to encourage him but also made it very clear that he did not have to play football if he didn't want to.

But the young man loved football and decided to hang in there. He was determined to try his best at every practice, and perhaps he'd get to play when he became a senior. All through high school he never missed a practice nor a game, but remained a bench warmer all four years. His faithful father was always in the stands, always with words of encouragement for him.

When the young man went to college, he decided to try out for the football team as a "walk-on." Everyone was sure he could never make the cut, but he did. The coach admitted that he kept him on the roste because he always puts his heart and soul into every practice, and at the same time, provided the other members with the spirit and hustle they badly needed.The news that he had survived the cut thrilled him so much that he rushed to the nearest phone and called his father. His father shared his excitement and was sent season tickets for all the college games.

This persistent young athlete never missed practice during his four years at college, but he never got to play in the game.It was the end of his senior football season, and as he trotted onto the practice field shortly before the big play off game, the coach met him with a telegram. The young man read the telegram and he became deathly silent. Swallowing hard, he mumbled to the coach, "My father died this morning. Is it all right if I miss practice today?" The coach put his arm gently around his shoulder and said, "Take the rest of the week off, son. And don't even plan to come back to the game on Saturday.

Saturday arrived, and the game was not going well. In the third quarter, when the team was ten points behind, a silent young man quietly slipped into the empty locker room and put on his football gear. As he ran onto the sidelines, the coach and his players were astounded to see their faithful teammate back so soon."Coach, please let me play. I've just got to play today," said the young man. The coach pretended not to hear him. There was no way he wanted his worst player in this close playoff game. But the young man persisted, and finally feeling sorry for the kid, the coach gave in. "All right," he said."You can go in."

Before long, the coach, the players and everyone in the stands could not believe their eyes. This little unknown, who had never played before was doing everything right. The opposing team could not stop him. He ran, he passed, blocked and tackled like a star. His team began to triumph. The score was soon tied. In the closing seconds of the game, this kid intercepted a pass and ran all the way for the winning touchdown.
The fans broke loose. His teammates hoisted him onto their shoulders. Such cheering you've never heard! Finally, after the stands had emptied and the team had showered and left the locker room, the coach noticed that the young man was sitting quietly in the corner all alone. The coach came to him and said, "Kid, I can't believe it. You were fantastic! Tell me what got into you? How did you do it?"

He looked at the coach, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Well, you knew my dad died, but did you know that my dad was blind?" The young man swallowed hard and forced a smile, 

"Dad came to all my games, but today was the first time he could see me play, and I wanted to show him I could do it!"

: A FATHER MEANS...

Happy Father's Day

A Dad is a person
who is loving and kind,
And often he knows
what you have on your mind.
He's someone who listens,
suggests, and defends.
A dad can be one
of your very best friends!
He's proud of your triumphs,
but when things go wrong,
A dad can be patient
and helpful and strong
In all that you do,
a dad's love plays a part.
There's always a place for him
deep in your heart.
And each year that passes,
you're even more glad,
More grateful and proud
just to call him your dad!
Thank you, Dad...
for listening and caring,
for giving and sharing,
but, especially, for just being you!

 

When god created fathers - Happy fathers day

WHEN THE LORD WAS CREATING FATHERS,         
HE STARTED WITH A TALL FRAME.

AND AN  ANGEL NEARBY SAID,    
WHAT KIND OF FATHER IS THAT?

IF  YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE CHILDREN SO CLOSE
TO THE GROUND,
WHY HAVE YOU PUT FATHER UP SO HIGH?
HE WON'T BE ABLE TO SHOOT MARBLES
WITHOUT KNEELING,
OR KISS AND TUCK A CHILD IN BED
WITHOUT BENDING.

GOD SMILED AND SAID, YES, BUT IF I MAKE HIM CHILD SIZE,
WHO WOULD CHILDREN HAVE TO LOOK UP TO?

AND WHEN GOD MADE FATHER'S HAND,
THEY WERE VERY LARGE AND STRONG.

          AND THE ANGEL SHOOK HIS HEAD SADLY AND SAID,                          
 "DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING?       

                                        
                       LARGE HANDS ARE CLUMSY.                                                 RUBBER  BANDS OR  PONYTAILS OR EVEN
   BASEBALL BATS."                                                     

                                                       

GOD SMILED AND SAID,                                               
  "I KNOW, BUT THEY'RE LARGE ENOUGH TO HOLD EVERYTHING A SMALL SON EMPTIES FROM HIS POCKETS AT THE END OF THE DAY... YET SMALL ENOUGH TO CUP A DAUGHTERS FACE IN HIS HANDS."

            THEN GOD MOLDED LONG, SLIM LEGS
AND BROAD SHOULDERS.

"BOY, THIS IS THE END OF THE WEEK, ALL RIGHT!"
HE SIGHED, " DO YOU REALIZE YOU JUST MADE A FATHER WITHOUT A LAP?  

HOW IS HE GOING TO PULL A CHILD CLOSE AND HOLD HIM  WITHOUT THE KID FALLING   BETWEEN HIS LEGS?"

  GOD SMILED AND SAID, "A FATHER  NEEDS STRONG SHOULDERS TO PULL A SLED,
 BALANCE A BOY ON A BICYCLE,
OR HOLD A SLEEPY HEAD ON THE WAY HOME
FROM THE CIRCUS."

GOD WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF CREATING TWO OF THE LARGEST FEET ANYONE HAD EVER SEEN
WHEN THE ANGEL COULD CONTAIN HIMSELF NO LONGER.

" THAT'S NOT FAIR! DO YOU HONESTLY THINK
THOSE LARGE THINGS ARE  GOING TO DIG OUT OF BED
EARLY IN THE MORNING WHEN THE BABY CRIES? 

OR WALK THROUGH A SMALL BIRTHDAY PARTY
WITHOUT CRUSHING AT LEAST THREE OF THE GUEST?"

GOD SMILED AND SAID, 
"THEY'LL WORK.  YOU'LL SEE. 

THEY'LL SUPPORT A SMALL CHILD WHO WANTS TO
 RIDE A HORSE TO THE KITCHEN AND BACK, OR SCARE OFF MICE AT THE SUMMER CABIN, OR DISPLAY SHOES THAT WILL BE  A CHALLENGE TO FILL."

GOD WORKED THROUGHOUT THE NIGHT, GIVING THE FATHER FEW  WORDS, BUT A FIRM, AUTHORITATIVE VOICE; EYES THAT SAW EVERYTHING,  BUT REMAINED CALM AND TOLERANT.

FINALLY, ALMOST AS AN AFTER  THOUGHT,
HE ADDED----TEARS.

 

 

THEN HE TURNED TO THE ANGEL AND SAID,
"NOW THERE YOU HAVE IT, THE COMPLETED

 AND THE ANGEL, SHUT UP.

Never Give up - મારી પ્રેરણા

This is one of my favorite inspiring poem.... 

ગઝલ ની એકેક કડી મા ટપકતી ખુમારી નવુ જોશ અને ઉત્સાહ જગાડે

રસ્તો નહીં જડે તો રસ્તો કરી જવાના,
થોડા અમે મુંઝાઇ મનમાં, મરી જવાના !

નિજ મસ્ત થઈ જીવન આ પૂરું કરી જવાના,
બિન્દુ મહિં ડૂબીને સિન્ધુ તરી જવાના.

કોણે કહ્યું કે ખાલી હાથે મરી જવાના ?
દુનિયાથી દિલના ચારે છેડા ભરી જવાના.

છો ને ફર્યા, નથી કંઈ દીથી ડરી જવાના,
એ શું કરી શક્યા છે, એ શું કરી જવાના.

મનમાં વિચાર શું છે? અવિરામ કંઈ દીપક છે,
પ્રકાશ આંધીઓ માં પણ પાથરી જવાના.

એક આત્મબળ અમારું દુ:ખ માત્રની દવા છે.
હર ઝખ્મને નજરથી ટાંકા ભરી જવાના.

સ્વયં વિકાસ છીએ, સ્વયં વિનાશ છીએ,
સ્વયં ખીલી જવાના, સ્વયં ખરી જવાના.

સમજો છો શું અમોને, સ્વયં પ્રકાશ છીએ !
દીપક નથી અમે કે ઠાર્યા ઠરી જવાના.

અય કાળ, કંઇ નથી ભય, તું થાય તે કરી લે
ઇશ્વર સમો ધણી છે, થોડા મરી જવાના ?

યાંત્રિક છે આ જમાનો ફાવે છે વેગવાળા,
એ યુગ ગયા વિચારી પગલાં ભરી જવાના.

દુનિયા શું કામ ખાલી અમને મિટાવી રહી છે?
આ ખોળીયું અમે ખુદ ખાલી કરી જવાના

                                                                                              - અમૃત ઘાયલ.

જીવન નું બીજું નામ એટલે મુશ્કેલીઓ,પડકારો ,સતત ઝઝુમતા રેહવું  અને જીવન નામ ના  ઉત્સવ ને ઉમંગ થી ઉજવવો. સફળતા અને નિષ્ફળતા મળી ને તોહ જીવન નો રણકાર જન્મે છે..લેખક વિનોદ જોશી ની નવલકથા મોરપીંછ નું એક વાક્ય બહુ સરસ છે જેમાં જીવન નો અનોખો સાર છે....વાવાઝોડા ની આરતી ઉતારવાનું  નામ એટલે જીવન.
  

                                                                               - આભા કલૈયા
(નવી પોસ્ટ સાથે નવા વિષય સાથે ફરી મળીશું.)