These are some of the short stories that I came across, with a beautiful meaning in them:
Those who had coins, enjoyed in the rain. Those who had notes, were busy looking for shelter.
Man and God both met somewhere in the journey of life. Both exclaimed “My creator”.
He asked: “Are you Hindu or Muslim?” Response came “I am hungry. I want to eat.”
The fool did not know the meaning of the word “impossible”, so he simply “did it”.
They told me that to make her fall in love, I had to make her laugh. But every time she laughs, “I am the one who falls in love with her.”
We don’t make friends anymore, we add them. “They add value to our lives”.
“Be like the River” that never goes in the reverse direction. Focus on the present moment and remain untouched by its waters.
Who says ‘Kindness’ is only the language which the dead can hear. The blind too can see and feel it.
There is ‘nothing more beautiful’ than someone who goes out of his or her own way ‘to make life beautiful for others’.
What if the tree did not bother about its flowers that fall? It is always busy making ‘new flowers blossom’. Life is not about what we have lost so far, it’s about what we can still grow and ‘pick up from where we left off……………………..’