Napoleon was involved in conversation with a colonel of a Hungarian battalion who had been taken prisoner in Italy. The colonel mentioned that he had fought in the army of Maria Theresa.
“You must have a few years under your belt!” exclaimed Napoleon. “I’m sure I have lived sixty or seventy years,” replied the colonel. “You mean to say ,” Napoleon continued, “you have not kept track of the years you have lived?”
To that the colonel promptly replied, “sir, I always count my money, my shirts, and my horses- but as for my years, I know nobody who wants to steal them, and I surely never lose them.”
A little girl have two mangoes in her both hands. She was about to take a bite from a mango when her mother came and asked her, ” would you give a mango to your mommy swetie”?
Mommy had a pleasant smile on her face as she liked mango very much.
But at the meantime the girl took a bite from a mango and then also from the other one. By looking this mother’s smile froze in her face. She tried hard to not show her disappointment.
Suddenly the girl gave a mango to her mom and said , “this is the sweeter one”.
Mom was stunned.
So, we should not judge others without listening to them or knowing them completely. We should give them time to explain about their particular work and behavior.
The idea of this novel came to give year old destitute mother while waiting four hours during a train delay from Manchester to London.
She had to live on welfare with her baby daughter. She had no job, her Portuguese husband threw her out of their apartment. She felt many failures and even contemplated suicide.
But she never left writing. She continued writing, often in cafes after her daughter fell asleep.
She is Joanne or J. K. Rowling. After years of writing manuscripts, numbers of rejections she was able to publish her first book Harry Potter and the philosopher’s stone”.
And rest is history.
According to Guinness world records, Harry Potter series has sold over 400 million copies worldwide. J. K. Rowling became the first billion dollar authorin the history of writing.
There was a Merry cricket. He liked to sing and dance. He danced and sang all day hoping grass to leaves.
It was the spring season. Therefore there was no lack of food. He enjoyed the life and became merrier. Didn’t save a little food for the winter.
When winter came all the food was gone. Leaves and grasses are no where to be found. He was hungry and weak. So, be went to the ant colony. And asked them some food. He told “I will return you when spring come”.
Ant told him, ” You have sang and danced the whole spring without gathering anything to your rainy days. So go and dance out the winter”. They turned him.
The cricket died in hunger and cold.
Moral of the story: Think and act for the future while there is time.