Reaction and Response

Story 1: World is a Mirror..!!

Once there was a museum in which there was a room which was made of mirrors. Its wall, roof and even floor was made of mirrors.

One day the caretaker of that museum forgot to lock the back door of the museum which led directly to that mirror room.

A dog was roaming near that museum and by mistake entered that room. When the dog was in the middle of the room and saw its own reflection and thought of it as that a whole pack of dogs were surrounding him from all sides.

Seeing this dog got scared and started to bark at reflections. Dog could see all the reflections barking at him in the same way and because of mirror’s dog echoed back after hitting the mirrors and got magnified. Frightened by it dog started to bark frantically.

Next morning, when the museum guard entered the hall, he found a lifeless body of a dog. There was no one to harm that dog but yet it died fighting its own reflections.

Moral: Everything around us is a reflection of our own thoughts, feelings and actions. World acts like a a big mirror. So always try to be positive and good to others.

Story 2: Taxi Driver Response..!!

Tony took a taxi and took off for the airport. Taxi driver was driving in the right lane and suddenly another taxi got out of its parking space right in front of his taxi.

Tony’s taxi driver applies brakes and they were saved just by an inch from getting into an accident with that taxi.

Driver of another taxi looked back and started yelling at Tony’s taxi driver. His taxi driver didn’t got angry and just smiled and waved in response to him.

Tony was surprised to see this response of his taxi driver and asked him, “Why did you do that?? Weren’t you angry that he almost got us into an accident and it was his mistake and yet he was yelling at you..!!”

Taxi driver explained, “Sir, There are many people who are like garbage trucks. They are full of frustration, anger, and disappointments. As all these garbage piles up and they need to dump it and some time they will dump it on you..

You don’t have to take it personally and just wave and smile at them and move on.. We don’t need to take that garbage and spread it around at home or work..“

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