Sunday, July 31, 2011

ALWAYS ASK; NEVER ASSUME !!!



His request approved, the CNN News photographer quickly used a cell phone to call the local airport to charter a flight.

He was told a twin-engine plane would be waiting for him at the airport.

Arriving at the airfield, he spotted a plane warming up outside a hanger.

He jumped in with his bag, slammed the door shut, and shouted, 'Let's go'.

The pilot taxied out, swung the plane into the wind and took off.

Once in the air, the photographer instructed the pilot, 'Fly over the valley and make low passes so I can take pictures of the fires on the hillsides.'

'Why?' asked the pilot.

'Because I'm a photographer for CNN' , he responded, 'and I need to get some close up shots.'

The pilot was strangely silent for a moment. Finally he stammered, 'So, what you're telling me, is .... You're NOT my flight instructor?'

"Life is short. Drink the good wine first!"

Saturday, July 30, 2011

GREAT FEMALE HUMOUR........

While the C-5 was turning over its engines, a female crewman gave the G.I.s on board the usual information regarding seat belts, emergency exits, etc.

Finally, she said, 'Now sit back and enjoy your trip while your captain, Judith Campbell, and crew take you safely to Afghanistan '

An old Master Sergeant sitting in the eighth row thought to himself, 'Did I hear her right? Is the captain a woman?'

When the attendant came by he said 'Did I understand you right? Is the captain a woman?'
'Yes,'! said the attendant, 'In fact, this entire crew is female.'
'My God,' he said, 'I wish I had two double scotch and sodas. I don't know what to think with only women up there in the cockpit.'

'That's another thing, Sergeant,' said the crew member, 'We No Longer Call It The Cockpit'
'It's The Box Office.'

Quote of the day:
'Whatever you give a woman, she will make greater. If you give her sperm, she'll give you a baby. If you give her a house, she'll give you a home. If you give her groceries, she'll give you a meal. If you give her a smile, she'll give you her heart. She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her. So, if you give her any crap, be ready to receive a ton of shit.'

Friday, July 29, 2011

You are always on my mind........



Yashdev a young innocent college student had not seen my little darling for quite awhile. He asked me where is she at the moment. Pointing at my chest, I replied him my sweetheart is in my heart. She is always in my heart here! He thought I was joking and could not understand my implication of that statement.

Using the wisdom way I explained. First I asked Yashdev whether he did well in his last examination. Confidently he responded with a 'Yes', confirming he had scored all straight "A's" in all subjects. I went further to ask whether he brought in any reference books or papers when he was in the examination. He laughed to say how can we bring in books during the examination time. Quickly I said, "Yes! No reference paper or book is allowed when one is taking an exam. You have to store those knowledge and information in your mind. Is like those books are being kept and hidden in your thought. Right?"

Coming back to my sweetheart is the same. Though physically she is not with me now, but being that I love her so much she is always felt to be in my heart all the time. To Yashdev, if you really love your studies, those information you had learned and being taught would forever be knowledge to you for the rest of your life time. I know he understood my explanation.

Interesting quote -
“The human heart feels things the eyes cannot see, and knows what the mind cannot understand” -Robert Valett.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

The formula for staying longer in selling....





Selling tips...

Which is the toughest part in selling life insurance?

Selling is easy but to stay close with your clients is difficult. Or the other way of saying is coming into this career is easy but to stay permanently in this business is extremely difficult. Imagine after being in this line for almost 30 years, I have a client's base of a thousand and you have to satisfy everyone of them. You think its easy? A hundred might be easy, three hundreds is manageable but a thousand is definitely mind boggling. Even though you try to take each and everyone of them for a breakfast, a lunch and a dinner, and with 365 days a year might not be enough time to cater these one thousand clients. If you were to attempt this entertaining, there would be no more leisure and fun time for yourself and your immediate family. Right?

The answer is here ladies & gentlemen or my fellow colleagues. I take and love all my clients as my loved one. The older one would be like my mother or father, slightly younger than me I would treat them like brothers or sisters and the little ones would be like my own children or grand children. If only you could treat them like one big family, and love them sincerely like your own, our clients would not feel the different in our interaction. Everything I had spoken with my clients I remember. Everything I had promised I will fulfill and honour. I know their dreams and desires. I celebrate their achievements and success. When they face hardship and problems, I would be the first to turn up to stand beside them. I do that all the time for the past 30 years because they are my loved one. And I enjoy every moment of doing it.

Though I have a thousand dears, darlings honeys, brothers and sisters out there, and I might not have all the time with them, they know I do care for them. Because they know I speak The Language of Kindness. The blind can see and the deaf can hear.

Specially for those who sell - "Love your career and love your clients much more".

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

A stranger has the heart of a son.....



Yesterday I attended one of my classmate mother's funeral. She was 83 years old of the Indian origin. I took her almost like a mum because she saw me grew together with her eldest son who has retired a couple of years back. Her death was due to complication of long sickness in diabetic and six months ago she had to amputate her left leg in order to survive this dreadful disease. Though she had six children, many grand children and a few great grand children, non had the time to care for the sickly lady before her death. Except the last daughter who is still single, prepared not to get marry but to accompany the mother. However the last six months were the most difficult period for the mother and daughter. The old lady was extremely weak and one of her leg was amputated. While the caring girl had to work and to report for duty everyday. She cried to see her mum's condition. Silently she prayed and seek for God's holy assistance.

During this period of time, the next house or the neighbour was doing some minor renovation. A foreign Indian worker was on the job working independently alone. He knew what was happening at the next home. One day while the daughter was coming out of the house, this Indian man approached her and offered to assist the pitiful mother. With some encouragement and recommendation from their neighbours, my friend took the courage to employ this stranger to help the mum in every way he could.

In their house my friend proudly introduced this simple man to me. He is a God sent son who assisted my mother to her last breath of her life. He carried mum like her own mother. He cleaned and washed mum from top to bottom. He fed her with food and water. He stayed with her in the same room without complaint. When mum vomited suddenly, he wasn't afraid to clasp both his hands and to hold back her throw out. He related stories and cheered mum all the time. He never demanded anything except a place to sleep and some food to eat. This simple man is only 29 and I could see he has a lot of love in his both eyes. I have to say it again, non of her children or her in laws could have the heart of this stranger. I couldn't bear to hear this unbelievable story from the sorrowful daughter. I cried while listening. In order to control my emotion, I stood up to hug this man who could not understand my language. As humble he was, he offered a smile to acknowledge my feeling too. Before I left the house later, I took out some remaining notes in my wallet and forcefully gave them to this man I so admired.

Yes! Though we don't speak the same language but he spoke "The language of kindness. The blind can see and the deaf can hear." It's powerful enough to make me cried.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Birds can see and feel on human.





We have new visitors coming to our house three or four times a year. Usually they come in a pair, and without permission from the Master of our house, they could easily stay in for two or three months. During this period they have the courage to make love right in front of my home, and to the extend of giving birth to new babies. Mind you! Non of us really mind and we are too overjoyed to see their newborns at the same time. Our new visitors are love birds, I mean birds from the wild.

You might not believe! For the past more than ten years now, I have had birds brave enough to make their nests right in front of our main door, where we have some potted plants for decor. They came in a pair all the time, laid their eggs and hatched them until they turned chicks. At the growing stage of their infants, both the male and female birds were responsible to feed the little one. They were not afraid of us either, though we used to stare at them whenever we passed their nest. Many times when their babies fell out and their parents weren't around, we assisted to put them back to their nest. Once their little ones knew how to fly successfully, the whole family would leave our place and disappeared to nowhere.

The funny thing is, another new pair of bird would come again soon to takeover the same nest. I am curious! Are they their children? Or are they related? One thing for sure I feel proud of is!!! They picked my home and not any of my neighbours. I'm sure they are very comfortable with me and are extremely happy to stay with my family. This proverb cannot be wrong again. It said, "Kindness is the Language. The deaf can hear & the blind can see". And I have to add another few words, "Even the birds can see and feel too".

Monday, July 25, 2011

Children speak with their heart about grandparents.



Received this article from a mischievous dear of mine. Need some corrections from me...

WHAT IS A GRANDPARENT?(Taken from papers written by a class of 8-year-olds)

Grandparents are a lady and a man who have no little children of their own. They like other people's.

A grandfather is a man & a grandmother is a lady!

Grandparents don't have to do anything except be there when we come to see them. They are so old they shouldn't play hard or run, they drive us to the shops and give us money.

RF: Not all grandpas are old. The one who is blogging here is still growing up.

When they take us for walks, they slow down like caterpillars.

RF: Try me! You can't even catch me.

They show us and talk to us about the colours of the flowers and also why we shouldn't step on 'cracks.'

They don't say, 'Hurry up.'

Usually grandmothers are fat but not too fat.

They wear glasses and funny underwear.

RF: Quite true! All my under wears are colourful and sexy.

They can take their teeth and gums out.

RF: I have perfect teeth and can give love bites.

Grandparents have to be smart.

RF: Have to be naughty as well.

They have to answer questions like 'Why isn't God married?' and 'How come dogs chase cats?'

When they read to us, they don't skip. They don't mind if we ask for the same story over again.

Everybody should try to have a grandmother, because they are the only grownups who like to spend time with us.

RF: and grandpa is out chasing butterflies.

They know we should have snack time before bed time and they say prayers with us and kiss us even when we've been naughty.

A 6 YEAR OLD WAS ASKED WHERE HIS GRANDMA LIVED.''OH,'' HE SAID, '' SHE LIVES AT THE AIRPORT AND WHEN WE WANT HER WE JUST GO GET HER. THEN WHEN WE'RE DONE HAVING HER VISIT, WE TAKE HER BACK TO THE AIRPORT.''

GRANDPA IS THE SMARTEST MAN ON EARTH! HE TEACHES ME GOOD THINGS BUT I DON'T GET TO SEE HIM ENOUGH TO GET AS SMART AS HIM!

RF: I speak good nonsense with all my grand children, until they drop their pants.

It's funny when they bend over, you hear them fart, and they blame their dog.. '

Send this to other grandparents, almost grandparents, heck send it to everyone. It will make their day.