Beautiful letter written by a father to his son and daughter

 _*Beautiful letter written by a father to his son and daughter*_👌

*Make sure your children read it too.*

Following is a letter to his daughter from a renowned Hong Kong TV Broadcaster and Child Psychologist.

The words are actually applicable to all of us, young or old, children or parents.! 

This applies to all sons & daughters too. 

All parents can use this in their teachings to their children.

_Dear daughter/son 

_I am writing this to you because of 3 reasons..._

_1. Life, fortune and mishaps are unpredictable, nobody knows how long he lives._

 

_2. I am your father, and if I don't tell you these, no one else will._

_3. Whatever written is my own personal bitter experiences that perhaps could save you a lot of unnecessary heartaches._ 

_*Remember the following as you go through life.*_

_1. Do not bear grudge towards those who are not good to you. No one has the responsibility of treating you well, except your mother and I._ 

_To those who are good to you, you have to treasure it and be thankful, and ALSO you have to be cautious, because, everyone has a motive for every move. When a person is good to you, it does not mean he really will be good to you. You have to be careful, don't hastily regard him as a real friend._

_2. No one is indispensable, nothing is in the world that you must possess._ 

_Once you understand this idea, it would be easier for you to go through life when people around you don't want you anymore, or when you lose what you wanted the most._

_3. Life is short._ 

_When you waste your life today, tomorrow you would find that life is leaving you. The earlier you treasure your life, the better you enjoy life._

_4. Love is nothing but a transient feeling, and this feeling would fade with time and with one's mood. If your so called loved one leaves you, be patient, time will wash away your aches and sadness._ 

_Don't over exaggerate the beauty and sweetness of love, and don't over exaggerate the sadness of falling out of love._

_5. A lot of successful people did not receive a good education, that does not mean that you can be successful by not studying hard! Whatever knowledge you gain is your weapon in life._ 

_One can go from rags to riches, but one has to start from some rags !_

_6. I do not expect you to financially support me when I am old, neither would I financially support your whole life. My responsibility as a supporter ends when you are grown up. After that, you decide whether you want to travel in a public transport or in your limousine, whether rich or poor._

_7. You honour your words, but don't expect others to be so. You can be good to people, but don't expect people to be good to you. If you don't understand this, you would end up with unnecessary troubles._

_8. I have bought lotteries for umpteen years , but could never strike any prize. That shows if you want to be rich, you have to work hard! There is no free lunch !_

_9. No matter how much time I have with you, let's treasure the time we have together. We do not know if we would meet again in our next life._

                 _Your Parents_

                         _X Y Z_

*Read it twice*

*Ask your son and daughter to read it thrice.*

_*Worth a read.*_

*Shared from my Prof JFR's facebook posting.*

இக்கரைக்கு அக்கறை பச்சை

 காதல் கல்யாணம் பண்ணி , ரெண்டு கொழந்தை பெத்துட்டு , கல்யாண வாழ்க்கைல ஒண்ணுமே இல்லைனு சொல்றவன்...

கைநிறைய காச வைச்சுக்கிட்டு பணம்‌ நிம்மதி தராதுனு சொல்றவன்‌... 

அமெரிக்கா-லண்டன்‌/கனடால செட்டில்‌ ஆகிட்டு.. கூழோ கஞ்சியோ குடிச்சி ஊர்லயே இருந்து இருக்கலாம்னு சொல்றவன்‌... 

3 மாசத்துக்கு ஒருக்கா மெடிக்கல் செக்கப் எடுத்துட்டு உடம்ப ஆரோக்கியமா வச்சுக்க பணம்‌ தேவயில்லனு சொல்றவன்‌... 

பணத்த குமிச்சு வச்சுக்கிட்டு ஆன்மீகம்‌ தான்‌ மன அமைதிய தருதுனு சொல்றவன்‌... 

சொந்தக்காரனுக்கு ஒரு உதவி செய்யாம, சொத்து சேத்து வச்சுட்டு, சொத்து எல்லாம்‌ முக்கியம்‌ இல்ல சொந்தம்‌ தான்‌ எல்லாம்னு சொல்றவன்...

இப்படி சொல்லிட்டே போகலாம்...

இக்கரைக்கு அக்கறை பச்சை!!!

Hold on, brother, I won't leave you

Just wanted to share this post from David Attenborough:

Once, waking up in nature early in the morning, I noticed something surprising. Several dozen of ants had fallen into a five-liter bottle of water that had been left open the night before. They waved chaotically in the transparent water, as if each one was fighting for its life. At first, it seemed to me that they were drowning each other, saving themselves at the cost of the death of others. 

This thought made me repulsed, and I turned away, deciding not to intervene. However, after two hours, curiosity got the better of me, and I looked in the bottle again. My astonishment knew no limits: the ants were alive! Furthermore, they had formed a true living island, a pyramid, in which some were supported by others, staying afloat like an entire colony. I held my breath and began to observe. Those at the bottom were actually submerged in the water, but not forever. After a while, they were replaced by ants from the upper layer, which voluntarily descended. Those who were tired, went up, without hurrying, without pushing the others. Nobody tried to save themselves first. On the contrary, each one made an effort to go where it was most difficult. This coordinated system of mutual aid touched me to my core. I couldn't resist. I found a spoon that easily passed through the neck of the bottle and carefully inserted it. Seeing salvation, the ants began to come out one by one, without generating even a drop of panic. 

Everything was going well, until one of them, weakened, slipped back into the water, without reaching the edge. And then something happened that I will remember all my life. The last ant, almost outside, suddenly turned back. He came down, as if to say: "Hold on, brother, I won't leave you!"  She dove into the water, clinging tightly to the drowning one, but she couldn't pull him out on her own. I couldn't resist, I brought the spoon closer, and then they both came out, alive, together.

This episode moved me more than any movie or book about friendship and sacrifice. I felt a storm of emotions: first, condemnation, for having taken the ants for insensitive beings; then, amazement at his resistance; admiration for his discipline and brave sacrifice... And in the end, shame.

Shame on humans. For us. Because of indifference, because of how we lose each other in pursuit of benefits, because of how rare it is that someone comes back to save the weak. We build walls, instead of creating living bridges.

If ants, small creatures, are capable of such coordination and selflessness, why are we humans so often deaf to the suffering of others?

That day I understood one thing: true strength is in unity. And if someone still doesn't know how to live correctly, let them learn from the ants.