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The Japanese have always loved fresh fish. But the water close to Japan has not held many fish for decades. So to feed the Japanese population, fishing boats got bigger and went farther than ever. The farther the fishermen went, the longer it took to bring the fish. If the return trip took more time, the fish were not fresh. To solve this problem, fish companies installed freezers on their boats. They would catch the fish and freeze them at sea. Freezers allowed the boats to go farther and stay longer. However, the Japanese could taste the difference between fresh and frozen fish. And they did not like the taste of frozen fish. The frozen fish brought a lower price. So, fishing companies installed fish tanks. They would catch the fish and stuff them in the tanks, fin to fin. After a little thrashing around, they were tired, dull, and lost their fresh-fish taste. The fishing industry faced an impending crisis!

But today, they get fresh-tasting fish to Japan .

How did they manage? To keep the fish tasting fresh, the Japanese fishing companies still put the fish in the tanks but with a small shark. The fish are challenged and hence are constantly on the move. The challenge they face keeps them alive and fresh!

Have you realized that some of us are also living in a pond but most of the time tired and dull? Basically in our lives, sharks are new challenges to keep us active. If you are steadily conquering challenges, you are happy. Your challenges keep you energized. Don’t create success and revel in it in a state of inertia. You have the resources, skills and abilities to make a difference.

Take a Risk, take a chance. Put a shark in your tank and see how far you can really go!

Yeh na thee hamari Qismat K wisaal E yaar hota
Agar aur jeete rahtay,  yehi intezaar hota


Tere waa’de par jiyee ham to yeh jaan chhooT jana
K khushi se mar na jaate!!!  agar intezaar hota


Koi mere dil se poochhe, tere teer E neem kash ko
Yeh khalish kahaaN se hoti, jo jigar k paar hota


Yeh kahaaN ki dosti hai K bane haiN dost naaseh
Koi chaaraa saaz hota koi Ghamghusaar hota


KahuN kis se maiN K kya hai shab E Gham buri bala hai
Mujhe kya bura tha marnaa agar aik baar hota


Hue mar K ham jo ruswa hue kyuN ka Gharq E dariya
Na kabhi janazaa uthta na kahiN mazaar hota


Yeh masaael E tasavvuf, yeh tera bayaan ‘Ghalib’
Tujhe ham wali samajhte Jo na baadaakhaar hota.

Once there were 3 trees on a hill in the woods.  They were discussing their hopes and dreams when the 1st tree said, “Someday, I hope to be a treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver and precious gems and be decorated with intricate carvings. Everyone would see my beauty.”

The 2nd tree said, “Someday, I will be a mighty ship. I will take kings and queens across the waters and sail to the corners of other world. Everyone will feel safe in me because of the strength of my hull.”

Finally, the 3rd tree said, “I want to grow to be the tallest and straightest tree in the forest. People will see me on top of the hill and look up to my branches, and think of the heavens and God and  how close to them I am reaching. I will be the greatest tree of all time, and people will always remember me.”

After a few years of praying that their dreams would come true, a group of woodsmen came upon the trees.  One came to the 1st tree and said, “This looks like a strong tree, I think I should be able to sell the wood to a carpenter,” and he began cutting it down.   The tree was happy, because he knew that the carpenter would make him into a treasure chest.

At the 2nd tree, one of the other woodsman said, ”This looks like a strong tree. I should be able to sell it to the shipyard.” The 2nd tree was happy, because he knew he was on his way to becoming a mighty ship.

When the woodsmen came upon the 3rd tree, the tree was frightened, because it knew that,  if it cuts down, its dream would not come true. One of the woodsmen said, “I don’t need anything special from my tree, so I’ll take this one,” and he cut it down.

When the 1st tree arrived at the carpenter’s, he was made into a feed box for animals, placed in a barn and filled with hay. This was not at all what he had prayed for.

The 2nd tree was cut and made into a small fishing boat. His dreams of being a mighty ship and carrying kings had come to an end.

The 3rd tree was cut into large pieces and left alone in the dark.

The years went by, and the trees forgot about their dreams. Then one filtered day, a man and woman came to the barn. She gave birth, and they placed the baby in the hay in the feed box that was made from the first tree.  The man wished that he could have made a crib for the baby, but this manger  would have to do. The tree could feel the importance of this event and knew that  it had held the greatest treasure of all time.

Years later, a group of men got in the fishing boat made from the second tree. One of them was tired and went to sleep. While they were out on the water, a great storm arose, and the tree didn’t think it was strong enough to keep the men safe.

The men woke the sleeping man, and he stood and said “Peace,” and the storm stopped. At this time, the tree knew that it had carried the King of Kings in its boat.

Finally, someone came and got the third tree. It was carried through the streets, and the crowd mocked the man who was carrying it.

Finally, the man was nailed to the tree and raised in the air to die at the top of a hill.

When Sunday  came, the tree came to realize that it was strong enough to stand at the top of  the hill and be as close to God as was possible, because God had been  crucified on it.

The moral of this story is that, when things don’t seem to be going your way, always know that God has a plan for you. If you place your trust in Him, He will give you great gifts.

Each of the trees got what they wanted, just not in the way they had imagined.

We don’t always know what God’s plans are for us. We just know that His ways are not our ways, but His ways are always best


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