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WASTING THE EMPLOYER'S TIME IS A BREACH OF TRUST

Talking about work ethics, Al-Sheikh Zahrai, a renowned muslim scholar, said in his address to a Jumma congregation:

"Considering the muslim ummah as whole, the way work is done today in offices and business places is largely at a variance with the way Allah expects us to do some, consider it enough to be in a office on time and to stay there till the closing time, they do not bother to evaluate how effectively their time was utilized; were they productive or did they just while away part of their time in gossip and other wasteful activities, the latter is a Khayanat (breach of trust)".

Almost all of us are guilty of this breach. We need to realize it and take measures to avoid it.

Highway to Success

(M. Basheer Jumma)

The fence

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily, gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said “you have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one.” You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won’t matter how many times you say I’m sorry, the wound is still there. Make sure you control your temper the next time you are tempted to say something you will regret later

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“Love your Parents”

A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree.

A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday.

He climbed to the treetop, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow...

He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him.

Time went by...the little boy had grown up,

And he no longer played around the tree every day.

One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad.

"Come and play with me,” the tree asked the boy.

"I am no longer a kid, I do not play around trees any more"

The boy replied.

"I want toys. I need money to buy them."

"Sorry, but I do not have money...

But you can pick all my apples and sell them.

So, you will have money.

" The boy was so excited.

He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily.

The boy never came back after he picked the apples.

The tree was sad.

One day, the boy who now turned into a man returned

And the tree was excited "Come and play with me" the tree said.

"I do not have time to play. I have to work for my family.

We need a house for shelter.

Can you help me?

" Sorry”,

I do not have any house. But you can chop off my branches

To build your house.

" So the man cut all the branches of the tree and left happily.

The tree was glad to see him happy but the man never came back since then.

The tree was again lonely and sad.

One hot summer day,

The man returned and the tree was delighted.

"Come and play with me!" the tree said.

"I am getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself.

“Can you give me a boat?"

“Said the man”.

"Use my trunk to build your boat.

You can sail far away and be happy.

" So the man cut the tree trunk to make a boat.

He went sailing and never showed up for a long time.

Finally, the man returned after many years.

"Sorry, my boy. But I do not have anything for you anymore.

No more apples for you...

" The tree said”.

"No problem, I do not have any teeth to bite

" The man replied.

"No more trunk for you to climb on"

"I am too old for that now" the man said.

"I really cannot give you anything...

The only thing left is my dying root,”

The tree said with tears.

"I do not need much now, just a place to rest.

I am tired after all these years" the man replied.

"Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest,

Come, come sit down with me and rest.

" The man sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears...

This is you and the tree is your parent. !!!!!

“Love your Parents”

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YOU ARE AT THE TOP WHEN:

YOU ARE AT THE TOP WHEN: 

1. You clearly understand that failure is an event, not a person; that yesterday ended last night, and today is a brand-new day.

2. You have made friends with your past, are focused on the present and are optimistic about your future.

3.You know that success (a win) doesn't make you, and failure (a loss) doesn't break you.

4. You are filled with faith, hope and love; and live without anger, greed, guilt, envy or thoughts of revenge.

5. You are mature enough to delay gratification and shift your focus from your rights to your responsibilities.

6. You know that failure to stand for what is morally right is the prelude to being the victim of what is criminally wrong.

7. You are secure in who you are, so you are at peace with God and in fellowship with man.

8. You have made friends of your adversaries, and have gained the love and respect of those who know you best.

9. You understand that others can give you pleasure, but genuine happiness comes when you do things for others.

10. You are pleasant to the grouch, courteous to the rude and generous to the needy.

11. You love the unlovable, and give hope to the helpless, friendship to the friendless and encouragement to the discouraged.

12. You can look back in forgiveness, forward in hope, down in compassion and up with gratitude.

13. You know that "he who would be the greatest among you must become the servant of all.

14. You recognize, confess, develop and use your God-given physical, mental and spiritual abilities to the glory of God and for the benefit of mankind.

15. You stand in front of the Creator of the universe, and He says to you, "Well done, thou good and faithful servant.

Zig Ziglar 1926- 2012...You are over the TOP

It Couldn't Be Done

Somebody said that it couldn't be done,

 But he with a chuckle replied That maybe it couldn't,

 but he would be one Who wouldn't say so "till he tried."

 So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin On his face.

 If he worried, he hid it.

 He started to sing as he tackled the thing That couldn't be done,

 and he did it.

 Somebody scoffed: "Oh, you'll never do that;

 At least no one ever has done it."

But he took off his coat and took off his hat And the first thing he knew he'd

begun it.

With the lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,

Without any doubting or quiddit,

He started to sing as he tackled the thing That couldn't be done,

 and he did it. There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,

 There are thousands to prophesy failure;

 There are thousands to point out to you, one by one,

The dangers that wait to assail you.

 But just buckle right in with a bit of a grin,

 Then take off your coat and go to it;

 Just start in to sing as you tackle the thing That cannot be done,

 and you'll do it.

Edgar A. Guest

Eighty seven Years and great Motivation

The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn’t already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.

I turned round to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.

She said, “Hi handsome. My name is Rose.

I’m eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?”

I laughed and enthusiastically responded, “Of course you may!” and she gave me a giant squeeze.

“Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?” I asked.

She jokingly replied, “I’m here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids…”

“No seriously,” I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.

“I always dreamed of having a college education and now I’m getting one!” she told me.

After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.

We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this “time machine” as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.

Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went.

She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet.

I’ll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.

Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, “I’m sorry I’m so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I’ll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know.”

As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, “We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.

There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You’ve got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.

We have so many people walking around who are dead and don’t even know it!

There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.

If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don’t do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.

Anybody can grow older. That doesn’t take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets.

The elderly usually don’t have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets.”

She concluded her speech by courageously singing “The Rose.”

She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.

At the year’s end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago.

One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.