I read this story on the net … and i felt like sharing… so i am sharing it with all of you…

My mother used to ask me what is the most important part of the body.

Through the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the correct answer. When I was young, I thought sound was very important to us as humans,

so I said: My ears mummy
she said: No, many people are deaf, but you keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon.

Several years passed before she asked me again. Since making my first attempt, I had thought about the correct answer.

So this time I told her: Mummy, Sight is very important to everybody, so it must be our eyes.
She looked at me and told me: You are learning fast, but the answer is not correct because there are many people who are blind.

Stumped again, I continue my quest for knowledge and over the years, mother asked me a couple more times and always her answer was:

No, but you are getting smarter every year, my child.

Then last year my grandpa died. Everybody was hurt. Everybody was crying. Even my father cried. I remember that especially because it was only the second time I saw him cry.

My mom looked at me when it was our turn to say our final good-bye to
grandpa.

She asked me: Do you know the most important part of body yet, my dear?

I was shocked when she asked me this now. I always thought this was a game between her and me.
She saw the confusion on my face and told me:
This question is very important. It shows that you have really lived in your life. For every body part that you gave me in the past, I have told you were wrong and I have given you an example why. But today is the day you need to learn this important lesson.

She looked down at me as only a mother can. I saw her eyes well up with tears.

she said:
My dear ,the most important body part is your shoulder

I asked :
Is it because it holds up my head ?
she replied:
No, it is because it can hold the head of a friend or a loved one when they cry. Every body needs a shoulder in life, my dear. I only hope that you have enough love and friends that you will always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it.

Then and there I knew the most important body part was not a selfish one.

It is sympathetic to the pain of others.

People will forget what you said, people will forget what you did. But people will never forget how you made them feel.

On September 18, 2007, computer science professor Randy Pausch stepped in front of an audience of 400 people at Carnegie Mellon University to deliver a last lecture called “Really Achieving Your Childhood Dreams.” With slides of his CT scans beaming out to the audience, Randy told his audience about the cancer that is devouring his pancreas and that will claim his life in a matter of months. On the stage that day, Randy was youthful, energetic, handsome, often cheerfully, darkly funny. He seemed invincible. But this was a brief moment, as he himself acknowledged.

Sadly, Randy lost his battle to pancreatic cancer on July 25th, 2008, but his legacy will continue to inspire us all, for generations to come.

As Randy reminded us, “We cannot change the cards we are dealt, just how we play the hand.” The way Randy lived his life up until the very end of it is an example to all of us and he will be missed by millions.”

“Experience is what you get when you didn’t get what you wanted.”

“Luck is truly where preparation meets opportunity.”

“The brick walls are there for a reason. The brick walls are not there to keep us out; the brick walls are there to give us a chance to show how badly we want something. The brick walls are there to stop the people who don’t want it badly enough.”

“Did you figure out the head fake? It’s not about how to achieve your dreams. It’s about how to lead your life. If you lead your life the right way … the dreams will come to you. Did you figure out the second head fake? The talk’s not for you. It’s for my kids.”

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This story touched me… i hope that it has an effect on you too…

“My mom only had one eye.
I hated her… she was such an embarrassment…
She cooked for students & teachers…to support the family.
There was this one day during elementary school and my mom came.
I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me?
I threw her a hateful look and ran out.

The next day at school…
“Your mom only has one eye?!?!”…eeeee said a friend.
I wished my mom would just disappear from this world.
So I said to my mom, “Mom… Why don’t you have the other eye?!
If you’re only gonna make me a laughing stock, why don’t you just
die?!!!”

My mom did not respond…
I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to
think that I had said what I’d wanted to say all this time…
Maybe it was because my mom hadn’t punished me, but I didn’t think
that I had hurt her feelings very badly.

That night…
I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she
might wake me.
I took a look at her, and then turned away.
Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something
pinching at me in the corner of my heart.
Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye.
So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful.

Then I studied real hard. I left my mother and went to Singapore to
study.

Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids,
too…
Now I’m living happily as a successful man.
I like it here because it’s a place that doesn’t remind me of my mom.

This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when…

What?! Who’s this?!
It was my mother…Still with her one eye.
I felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me.
Even my children ran away, scared of my mom’s eye.
And I asked her, “Who are you?!” “I don’t know you!!!” as if trying to
make that real.
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.

Thank goodness… She doesn’t recognize me. I was quite relieved.
I told myself that I wasn’t going to care, or think about this for the
rest of my life.
Then a wave of relief came upon me…

One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house in
Singapore.
So, lying to my wife that I was going on a business trip, I went. After
the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a
house… Just out of curiosity

There, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed
a single tear.
She had a piece of paper in her hand….It was a letter to me.

“My son…
I think my life has been long enough now…
And… I wont visit Singapore anymore…
But would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once
in a while? I miss you so much..
And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I
decided not to go to the school.
For you…
And I’m sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for
you.

You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost
your eye.
As a mom, I couldn’t stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye…
So I gave you mine…
I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in
my place, with that eye.
I was never upset at you for anything you did..
The couple times that you were angry with me.. I thought to myself,
‘It’s because he loves me..’
My son… Oh, my son… “

This message has a very deep meaning and is passed to remind people of
the goodness they enjoy is because of others directly or
indirectly.
Pause a moment and consider your life!
Be thankful of what you have today compared to many millions who do not live lives as you do!

Do spend some time in prayer for your parents out there and be good to them !

May Allah forgive us!

I found this article somewhere on the net and found it interresting so i am sharing it with you.

Everybody Knows:

You can’t be all things to all people.

You can’t do all things at once.

You can’t do all things equally well.

You can’t do all things better than everyone else.

So:

You have to find out who you are, and be that.

You have to decide what comes first, and do that.

You have to discover your strengths, and use them.

You have to learn not to compete with others,

Because no one else is in the contest of *being you*.

Then:

You will have learnt to accept your own uniqueness.

You will have learnt to set priorities and make decisions.

You will have learnt to live with your limitations.

You will have learnt to give yourself the respect that is due.

And you’ll be a most vital mortal.

Dare To Believe:

That you are a wonderful, unique person.

That you are a once-in-all-history event.

That it’s more than a right, it’s your duty, to be who you are.

That life is not a problem to solve, but a gift to cherish.

And we’ll be able to stay one up on what used to get us.