Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Sebagai peringatan....

Aku suka pada satu post kawanku.....di saat aku perlukan kekuatan semua yang boleh memegangku di alam nyata banyak aku kumpulkan untuk aku rujuk semula.....

from a friend..a young lady was waiting for her flight in the boarding room of a big she would need to wait many hours, she decided to buy a book to spend her time. she also bought a packet of cookies.

she sat down in an armchair, in the VIP room of the airport, to rest and read in peace.beside the armchair where the packet of cookies lay, a man sat down in the next seat, opened his magazine and started reading.when she took out the 1st cookie, the man took one also.she felt irritated but she said nothing.she just thought:what a nerve! if i was in the mood i would punch him for being so daring.for each cookie she took, the man took one too.this was infuriating her but she didn't want to cause a scene.when only one cookie remained, she tought:ah.. what this abusive man do now?then, the man, taking the last cookie, divided it in2 half, giving her one half.

ah! that was too much.she was much too angry now!in a huff, she took her book, her things, and stormed to the boarding place.when she sat down in her seat, inside the plane, she looked into her purse to take her eyeglasses, and, to her surprise, her packet of cookies was there untouched, unopened!she felt so ashamed!she realized that she was wrong.she had forgotten that her cookies was kept in her purse.the man had divided her cookie with her, without feeling angered or bitter.while she had been angry, thinking that she was dividing her cookies with him.and now there was no chance to explain herself nor to apologize.

the moral of the story:
there are 4 things one cannot recover..
- the stone after the throw..
- the word after it is said..
- the occasion after the loss..
- the time after it is gone..

thanks kakak....this post is so touching....

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