Inspirational Stories (some Fictive some derived from Real Experience)

Guardia26

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SON: "Daddy, may I ask you a question?"

DAD: "Yeah sure, what is it?"

SON: "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"

DAD: "That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?"

SON: "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?"

DAD: "If you must know, I make $100 an hour."

SON: "Oh! (With his head down).
SON: "Daddy, may I please borrow $50?" The father was furious.

DAD: "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 work hard everyday for such this childish behavior."

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $ 50 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.  

DAD: "Are you asleep, son?"  

SON: "No daddy, I'm awake".

DAD: "I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier. It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $50 you asked for."  

The little boy sat straight up, smiling.

SON: "Oh, thank you daddy!"

Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.  

DAD: "Why do you want more money if you already have some?"  

SON: "Because I didn't have enough, but now I do.   "Daddy, I have $100 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you."

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.

It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts.

Do you remember to share that $100 worth of your time with someone you love? If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family and friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to our family.

Guardia26

Kisah Segelas Susu
(Kisah Nyata)

Seorang anak lelaki miskin yang kelaparan dan tidak memiliki uang. Dia nekad mengetuk pintu sebuah rumah untuk meminta makanan. Namun keberaniannya lenyap saat pintu dibuka oleh seorang gadis muda.  

"Bolehkah saya meminta segelas air?" pinta anak lelaki itu.

Dia urung meminta makanan. Tapi sang gadis tahu bahwa anak ini pasti lapar. Maka, ia membawa segelas besar susu.

"Berapa harga segelas susu ini?" tanya anak lelaki itu.

"Ibu mengajarkan kepada saya untuk jangan meminta bayaran atas perbuatan baik kami," jawab si gadis.

“Aku berterima kasih dari hati yang paling dalam," balas anak lelaki itu setelah menghabiskan susu tersebut.

Belasan tahun berlalu. Gadis itu tumbuh menjadi wanita dewasa. Suatu hari dia di-diagnosa mempunyai penyakit kronis. Dokter di kota kecilnya angkat tangan.

Gadis malang itu pun dibawa ke kota besar di mana terdapat dokter spesialis. Dokter terkenal di rumah sakit itu dipanggil untuk memeriksanya. Saat mendengar nama kota asal wanita itu terbersit pancaran aneh di mata sang dokter. Bergegas ia turun dari kantornya menuju kamar wanita tersebut. Seketika dia mengenali wanita itu.

Setelah melalui perjuangan panjang akhirnya wanita itu berhasil disembuhkan. Menjelang kepulangannya, wanita itu pun menerima amplop berisi tagihan rumah sakit. Wajahnya pucat ketakutan karena dia yakin tidak akan mampu membayar. Meski dicicil seumur hidup sekalipun.

Tangannya gemetar.. ia membuka amplop itu. Di pojok atas tagihan itu dia menemukan sebuah catatan: “TELAH DIBAYAR LUNAS DENGAN SEGELAS SUSU.” ditandatangani oleh anak lelaki miskin tersebut.

Moral value :
Jangan ragu berbuat baik dan jangan mengharap balasan. Pada akhirnya buah kebaikan akan selalu mengikuti kita. We will harvest what we plant.

(Cerita ini disadur dari buku pengalaman Dr. Howard Kelly dalam perjalanannya melalui Northern Pennsylvania, AS)

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Pagi itu seorang anak buta duduk di depan sebuah gedung perkantoran dengan tangan memegang topi sambil menengadahkannya memohon belas kasihan.

Di sebelah anak kecil tersebut terdapat sebuah papan dengan tulisan

“Saya buta, tolonglah saya”

Dan terdapat beberapa buah koin rupiah yang berhasil dikumpulkannya.

Sesaat kemudian tampak seorang pria berjalan lewat di depan anak tersebut. Tiba-tiba dia berhenti dan merogoh sakunya serta mengambil satu lembar uang dan meletakkannya di dalam topi tersebut. Kemudian ia menambil papan tulisan tersebut, menghapusnya dan menuliskan sebuah kalimat lain. Lalu ia meletakkannya kembali di tempat semula di samping anak buta tersebut agar setiap orang yang melewati anak tersebut dapat melihat dan membaca tulisan tersebut dengan jelas.

Tak lama setelah itu, tampak topi yang dipegang anak buta tersebut mulai banyak terisi. Hampir setiap orang yang lewat berhenti dan memberi anak buta tersebut uang.

Saat sore tiba, lelaki yang merubah tulisan tersebut kembali melintas di depan anak tersebut. Si anak yang mengenal langkah kaki tersebut berusaha menghentikan dan bertanya,

“Bukankan anda yang telah mengubah tulisan di papan ini tadi pagi? Apa yang anda tulis?”  

Lelaki tersebut menjawab, “Saya menulis sebuah kenyataan, saya menulis apa yang kamu tulis tapi dengan cara berbeda.”

Apa yang lelaki tersebut tuliskan adalah

“Hari ini sangat indah dan saya tidak bisa melihatnya.”

Apakah pembaca berpikir bahwa tidak ada bedanya tulisan pertama dengan tulisan pengganti tersebut?

Tentu, bahwa kedua tulisan menyebutkan bahwa si anak buta. Tapi tulisan pertama lugas menyebut si anak buta. Sedangkan tulisan kedua memberitahu orang-orang bahwa mereka sangat beruntung masih dapat melihat. Dan ternyata tulisan berbeda dan yang kedua tampak sangat efektif.

"Dan Dia-lah yang telah menciptakan bagi kamu sekalian pendengaran, penglihatan dan hati. Amat sedikitlah kamu bersyukur" (Al-Mu’minun: 78)

DrunkenTiger

bponkh

izhhh.. mata gw berkaca2 pas baca bagian ini, "Daddy, I have $100 now. Can I buy an hour of
your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I
would like to have dinner with you."

Cortana

kek nya, sebelomnya aku dah pernah baca deh

tinyrw

:')

Guardia26

elsa wrote: »

kek nya, sebelomnya aku dah pernah baca deh

Mas @elsa , iya mas, ini aku ngutip langsung dari sumbernya emang. Hehe

Mas @bponkh dan mas @ruki :') sama. Ini ngingetin aku nanti klo dah punya anak n keluarga jangan sampai kelupaan nyisihkan waktu untuk main bareng.. Aku suka baca kisah gini walau fiktif, karena ngajarin suatu hal yang seringkali kita nggak sadari.. Dan ini berguna banget utk nimbulin kesan biar ada long-term memory dan melembutkan hati.. :')

Guardia26

Kisah Supir Angkot dan Ibu Miskin
(*NB : TS sendiri pernah menyaksikan hal seperti ini pas pertama kali naik angkot di Sby pake acara nyasar2)

Pagi itu udara sangat cerah. Jalanan ramai, banyak orang hilir mudik, para pekerja kantoran dan pabrik tampak terburu-buru berangkat. Setiap angkutan umum yang melintas terlihat penuh, dengan kecepatan tinggi mengejar penumpang dan waktu.

Tak lama sebuah pemandangan menarik tampak di tepi jalan ujung sebuah gang. Seorang ibu-ibu dengan tiga anaknya berusaha menghentikan angkot yang lalu lalang. Tetapi setiap kali angkot berhenti, tak lama kemudian angkot tersebut berjalan kembali dan meninggalkan ibu dan ketiga anaknya tanpa menaiki angkot tersebut.

Beberapa kali kejadian tersebut berulang.   Tidak begitu lama dari ujung jalan terlihat angkot dengan kecepatan sedang, tidak begitu penuh, dengan pengemudi seorang anak muda yang cukup bersih. Dengan sedikit ragu-ragu ibu tersebut menghentikan angkot tersebut dan terjadilah dialog singkat,

“Dik, lewat terminal ya?” tanya Ibu.

“Iya bu.” Jawab supir angkot tersebut.

Yang aneh, si ibu tidak segera naik tetapi malah berkata,

“Tapi saya dan ketiga anak saya tidak punya ongkos.”

Sambil tersenyum, supir itu menjawab,

“Nggak apa-apa Bu, naik saja”.

Si Ibu tampak ragu-ragu, dan supir-pun mengulangi perkataannya,

“Ayo bu, naik saja, nggak apa-apa”.

Ketika sampai di terminal, empat orang penumpang gratisan ini turun. Si ibu mengucapkan terima kasih berulang-ulang kepada supir atas kebaikannya naik angkot tanpa membayar.

Setelah ibu tersebut turun, seorang penumpang pria turun juga lalu membayar dengan uang Rp.50 ribu. Ketika supir hendak memberikan kembalian ongkos, pria itu berkata bahwa uang itu untuk ongkos dirinya serta empat penumpang gratisan tadi.

“Terus jadi orang baik ya, Dik” kata pria tersebut kepada sopir angkot tersebut...

Pagi itu menjadi semakin cerah dengan kebaikan-kebaikan yang baru saja terjadi. Seorang ibu miskin yang jujur, seorang supir yang baik hati di tengah jam sibuk dan jalanan yang ramai ia merelakan empat kursi penumpangnya untuk ibu dan ketiga anaknya dan seorang penumpang yang budiman.

Mereka saling mendukung untuk sebuah kebaikan, tanpa sedikitpun mengeluh dan mengharap balas jasa.   Andai separuh saja bangsa kita bisa seperti ini, maka dunia akan takluk. Teruslah berbuat baik, sekecil apapun itu, tentu akan sangat berarti bagi orang lain.

Guardia26

Filsafat Kehidupan

Seorang profesor berdiri di depan para mahasiswanya untuk memulai sebuah kuliah filsafat...

Sebelum kelas dimulai, ia mengambil sebuah toples kosong dan mulai mengisinya dengan bola-bola pingpong sampai penuh. Dia bertanya kepada mahasiswanya apakah mereka sepakat bahwa toples tersebut telah penuh? Mereka sepakat menjawab penuh.   Kemudian profesor tersebut mengambil sekantung kerikil kecil dan menuangkannya ke dalam toples tersebut. Kerikil tersebut mengisi rongga-rongga di antara bola-bola tersebut. Ketika toples tersebut penuh, sang profesor kembali bertanya kepada para mahasiswanya, apakah toples tersebut telah penuh? Mahasiswanya sepakat berkata penuh.

Selanjutnya sang profesor mengambil sekotak pasir dan menuangkannya serta mengguncang2kannya ke dalam toples. Dan pasirpun mengisi rongga rongga yang diantara bola dan kerikil tersebut sampai penuh. Dia bertanya lagi apakah toples itu sudah penuh. Para mahasiswa menjawab dengan suara bulat "Ya."

Sang profesor kemudian mengambil dua kaleng minuman soda dari bawah meja dan menuangkan isinya ke dalam toples, efektif mengisi ruang kosong di antara pasir. Para siswa tertawa.

"Sekarang", kata sang profesor, setelah tawa mereda, "Saya ingin kalian memahami bahwa toples ini mewakili kehidupanmu.

Bola-bola adalah hal-hal yang penting -. Keluarga Anda, anak Anda, kesehatan Anda, teman Anda, gairah favorit Anda - yaitu hal-hal yang, jika segalanya hilang dan hanya mereka tetap, hidup Anda akan tetap penuh.

"Kerikil adalah hal-hal lain yang penting seperti pekerjaan Anda, rumah Anda, mobil Anda."

"Pasir adalah segala sesuatu yang lain - hal-hal kecil. Jika Anda meletakkan pasir ke dalam toples pertama "ia melanjutkan," tidak ada ruang untuk kerikil atau bola-bola itu."  

"Hal yang sama berlaku untuk hidup. Jika Anda menghabiskan seluruh waktu Anda dan energi pada hal-hal kecil, Anda tidak akan memiliki ruang untuk hal-hal yang penting bagi Anda."

"Perhatikan hal-hal yang sangat penting untuk kebahagiaan Anda. Bermain dengan anak-anak Anda. Luangkan waktu untuk pergi ke dokter dan menjaga kesehatan. Mengajak pasangan Anda keluar untuk ber-rekreasi. Akan selalu ada waktu untuk membersihkan rumah, dan memperbaiki tong sampah yang rusak. Jaga bola-bola pertama, hal-hal yang benar-benar penting. Tetapkan prioritas Anda. Sisanya hanyalah pasir ".

Salah satu muridnya mengangkat tangan dan bertanya,

"dua kaleng soda itu menggambarkan apa?"

Sang profesor tersenyum.

"Aku senang kau bertanya, Ini hanya untuk menunjukkan pada Anda, tidak peduli seberapa penuh hidup Anda, selalu ada ruang untuk beberapa kaleng soda, ruang untuk rehat sejenak, untuk beribadah dan bersujud pada Tuhan."

rendifebrian

I like this! Sukak-sukak!!!

ayambakar89

Bulu kudukku merinding......more...

Guardia26

Update terakhir untuk hari ini ya.. lagi persiapan ujian juga soalnya.. maaf..
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MARRIAGE


When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.

She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door every morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.

On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy.

I drove to office… jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind… I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.

Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed – dead.

My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce –At least, in the eyes of our son— I’m a loving husband…

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

Guardia26

My mom only had one eye. I hated her… She was such an embarrassment. She cooked for students and teachers to support the family.

There was this one day during elementary school where my mom came to say hello to me. I was so embarrassed.

How could she do this to me? I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school one of my classmates said, “EEEE, your mom only has one eye!”

I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my mom to just disappear. I confronted her that day and said, “If you’re only gonna make me a laughing stock, why don’t you just die?”

My mom did not respond… I didn’t even stop to think for a second about what I had said, because I was full of anger. I was oblivious to her feelings.

I wanted out of that house, and have nothing to do with her. So I studied real hard, got a chance to go abroad to study.

Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. I had kids of my own. I was happy with my life, my kids and the comforts. Then one day, my Mother came to visit me. She hadn’t seen me in years and she didn’t even meet her grandchildren.

When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I yelled at her for coming over uninvited. I screamed at her, “How dare you come to my house and scare my children! GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!”

And to this, my mother quietly answered, “Oh, I’m so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address.” – and she disappeared out of sight.

One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went to the old shack just out of curiosity.

My neighbors said that she died. I did not shed a single tear. They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have.

“My dearest son,

I think of you all the time. I’m sorry that I came to your house and scared your children.

I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I may not be able to even get out of bed to see you. I’m sorry that I was a constant embarrassment to you when you were growing up.

You see……..when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn’t stand watching you having to grow up with one eye. So I gave you mine.

I was so proud of my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye.

With all my love to you,

Your mother.”

bponkh

RifqiAdinagoro wrote: »

elsa wrote: »

kek nya, sebelomnya aku dah pernah baca deh

Mas @elsa , iya mas, ini aku ngutip langsung dari sumbernya emang. Hehe

Mas @bponkh dan mas @ruki :') sama. Ini ngingetin aku nanti klo dah punya anak n keluarga jangan sampai kelupaan nyisihkan waktu untuk main bareng.. Aku suka baca kisah gini walau fiktif, karena ngajarin suatu hal yang seringkali kita nggak sadari.. Dan ini berguna banget utk nimbulin kesan biar ada long-term memory dan melembutkan hati.. :')

mas? MAS???.. wkwkwk.. sa, ehh, mas elsaa...